Being a single man to me is like being a jackal living off of scraps. Getting chased off only to turn right back around and risk your life only to take another little bite of antelope loin. Maybe sometimes you might catch some little critter on an off day and have a fresh meal.
Now ask yourself:
Does the Jackal ever ponder his relationship with a lion?
Does the Jackal ever consider his relationship with the antelope?
Nope, the Jackal doesn't give a fu-ck as long as he gets his...
Be the Jackal my friend...