Yesterday I had lunch at a Mexican restaurant we frequent, and had the following conversation with the owner when I went to place my order.
Him: Where's that girl that came in with you last time?
Me: I don't know. I'm sure she's around somewhere.
Him: Why don't you two date? She's single. You're divorced.
Me: She's too good for me.
Him: That's what you want.
Me: Nah. I want a bad girl.
Him: So take her and wreck her.
Maybe the man has some sound advice after all.