Hér er smá grein sem ég sá í “Karlablaðinu” Maxim Hef ekki tíma fyrir að vera að þýða eins og er. So it’s Date One with your latest dream girl, and you’re on your best behavior. After all, you’re hoping she’ll be seeing God—or at least the ceiling over your headboard—before long. But even though you were on time, complimented her dress, and picked up the tab, you ended the night alone. Now you’re wondering why. Though women are loving and forgiving creatures, we know damned well that you put...