Learning from the Bf Application

So I recently made the amendment to my [still in progress] Boyfriend Application entry--this was where I added that I need to make sure that (at this point in time) the cute boys that cross my prowling path do not, in fact, have children. Take last night at the bar: I was dancing around a tiny bit schmammered to some asstastic 80s tunes celebrating my cousin's last unofficial night out as a bachelorette. So the only other single girl in our party and myself agreed to catch boys off-guard by double teaming them for dancing. Hey, it's trashy, but what do you expect when you combine a bachelorette party + sweatin' to the 80s. So we snag one dancing to Black Betty (which I realize isn't an 80s song). He's cool enough to put up with our shenanigans for the song. Bitchin'. So later we're all dancing around to the Isley Bros. Shout! (damn, yet another non-80s tune--this 80s party was way off now that I think about it) Also, when I say dancing, at this point it was more sliding around on the beer/sweat/other drenched concrete floor. Beside the point, so this one comes around to dance with me again. We get to last call and it's time for the bachelorette party to head back to the hotel. I tell dancing fool that we're out and he follows me up to the top level. He questions my age because, well, I look illegal in all 50 states. We exchange the real numbers--turns out this one is 32 and divorced. Uh oh. So what's the first thing out of my mouth?
"Ah, 32 and divorced, have children?"
"Yep, and everything that comes with it."
"Fabulous and that's my cue to run to the exit."

See, I'm learning!