hey, how u?
u ever kick a guy in the balls?
Dear Mr Paranoid. No, I am not in the habit of kicking boys in the balls, although that is not for want of men asking me to do so. I sense you are about to do the same, so I'll put you out of your misery at this precise juncture and say no. Nice try. Yours, ball-preservingly
Desperate times call for desperate measures friends. Gone are the days of meeting your future spouse at a wedding or at work. Oh no. Nowadays, it's either e-dating or no dating. I'm not ashamed to admit to being an internet dating tourist, and one thing that impresses/distresses me more than anything are some of the messages that wheedle their way into my inbox. And some of these are just too good to be left unacknowledged. So here they are, in all their glory. Plus the replies I never sent.
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14 September 2010
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