They are like red blood cells
I’m living proof that nice men always finish last, especially with women.
The problem is that I was constantly in love with girls who liked men who weren’t nice to them.
My dates constantly concluded the night asking to be just friends. The next month I would see them with a tattooed felon on the back of a motorcycle or with a shady looking dude at the bar. I finally figured it out when I spent some time working at my local blood bank. It turns out that red blood cells are like the ladies I dated. The white blood cells are like protective brothers; With oxygen, they have a steady reliable suiter like me that they bond with for a while and then dump right back into the hemoglobin dating pool. They are never happy with oxygen and once something bad like carbon monoxide comes along, they run right into them like my dates and their bad guys. For some reason red blood cells like carbon monoxide and love cyanide over oxygen. My dating future appears to be not good unless I change my tastes to a nice librarian girl type. I am quite the best friend for the oxygen in my bloodstream because I keep my Heating, Ventilation plus air conditioning method fresh and running good. If your oil furnace does not make nice use of the fuel, the result can be a build-up of carbon monoxide in the beach home that my red blood cells would attract.