Bonus: 12 Things Love is Like

Love is like Marlon Brando. Beautiful and exciting when it’s young, a gross bloated parody of itself as time goes on, and then dead.

Love is like Bobby Fisher. Intense and full of promise but secretly crazy as shit.

Love is like Haruki Murakami. I know a lot of people that think it’s great but try as I might, I just can’t get into it.

Love is like watching Annie Hall in Imax 3D. Technically possible, highly unlikely.

Love is like the latest model IPhone. It’s great but really you’re waiting for the upgrade.

Love is like a shark. There are some awesome movies about it.

Love is like getting diagnosed with a terminal illness. It makes it a little easier to get laid.

Love is like Kevin Hart, right now it seems like it’s everywhere and some people insist it’s here to stay but lets face it, by next summer you’ll barely remember it.

Love is like Michael Douglas performing stand-up comedy. I don’t know how, maybe because it’s raspy? I don’t know. On to the next one.

Love is like a list of things love is like, it goes on too long.

Love is like The New Yorker magazine, it comes out once a week.

Love is like that last item, about the New Yorker. It doesn’t make any sense.