weekend going ok, im on the radio today
Dear Mr Airwaves. Thanks for your email. I'm glad your weekend is going okay, how lovely for you to volunteer such information given I didn't ask in the first place. I am also glad you are on the radio today too, because judging from your profile pictures, that is the only suitable place for you. Which channel will you be on? I'm suffering from terrible insomnia at the moment and could do with something to send me off to sleep. If your show is anything like your correspondence, there may be a nationwide Flash Forward style blackout thanks to your broadcast. Yours, soporifically
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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