hiya sweetheart am mr wrong profile, am honest fun lovin eastend guy u look ad sound very nice hun am 38 not 50 sorry but my profile is all wrong on here hun anyway if u would like 2 know more about me and c my pic please txt me on 0750* *** *** by hun xx xx
Dear Mr Wrong Profile. Thanks for your email. Pull the other one. 'I've got no pictures unless you text me and I am 12 years younger than my stated age.' I know I have a baby face, but do I really look like I was born yesterday? How can you get your own profile that wrong? Your own age, the wrong photo, any other essential vital statistics like where you live and what colour hair you have? Either you're the worst liar in history, or you've hijacked the dating profile of someone much older and much more unfortunate-looking than you. For a man of either of your ages I suggest you learn how to write like some semblance of a grown up, stop trying to convince people you're something you're clearly not and please do resist using 'hun' like some sort of punctuation mark. Yours, most unconvinced
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 August 2010
13 July 2010
From Mr Feeder
Hello how are you? I think you have the self esteem to be beautiful;is self-aware and value yourself. When it comes to food; what do you generally like to eat?
Dear Mr Feeder. What the...seriously, what the holy fuck? I have the self esteem to be beautiful, self aware and value myself? What, are you some sort of wrong 'un, self-taught yet illiterate punctuation-maverick, pseudo-psychoanalyst? And what do I like to eat? Jog on sunshine, jog on, you're wrong wrong wrong. Yours, wrongedly.
Dear Mr Feeder. What the...seriously, what the holy fuck? I have the self esteem to be beautiful, self aware and value myself? What, are you some sort of wrong 'un, self-taught yet illiterate punctuation-maverick, pseudo-psychoanalyst? And what do I like to eat? Jog on sunshine, jog on, you're wrong wrong wrong. Yours, wrongedly.
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