The fantasy of a German dude sweeping one off of one’s feet and carrying one past the Ausländerbehörde into a future of passion and excitement hasn’t ever had much traction. “Why? What have German men ever done to deserve this?” I hear you say, my dear reader. There is only one country whose men (and only men) I try to avoid: Germany. There are only a few European countries I haven’t planted my metaphorical flag (yes, this is a dick joke about my metaphorically huge dick). Since I started dating I’ve always gone international.
