Hazlo
14-09-2000, 11:01
Personal Ad:
SWM in dead-end job seeks dumpy neurotic for mutual
psychological torture, tepid sex, and co-dependency.
I enjoy drinking, smoking, pornography, and self-righteous
indignation.
I can't stand movies, and the last album I bought was The
Marshall Tucker Band's Greatest Hits.
I have middling intelligence but try to appear smarter by
affecting a world-weary air, memorizing useless facts, and
chuckling at my own mean-spirited, agenda-driven jokes.
I'm 32 but look 40 and feel 60.
You are a whiny, bitter shrew with a misplaced sense of
entitlement and unrealistic expectations. In time you will
become coolly hostile when I don't fulfill every unmet need
you've ever had.
Bonus points if you just finished screwing every guy in town
and but now want to take it slow with me.
My perfect night would include getting hammered in a ****-
hole bar while you flirt with seedy old drunks, followed by an
embarrassing screaming match.
I would be open to an unsatisfying fling that leaves me filled
with regret and dread but prefer a long-term, soul crushing
descent into booze and pills.
No friendships. I don't need any goddamn friends.
Age unimportant, but I will condescend to women under 30
and rehash mother issues with women over 40.
Serious replies only, please.
SWM in dead-end job seeks dumpy neurotic for mutual
psychological torture, tepid sex, and co-dependency.
I enjoy drinking, smoking, pornography, and self-righteous
indignation.
I can't stand movies, and the last album I bought was The
Marshall Tucker Band's Greatest Hits.
I have middling intelligence but try to appear smarter by
affecting a world-weary air, memorizing useless facts, and
chuckling at my own mean-spirited, agenda-driven jokes.
I'm 32 but look 40 and feel 60.
You are a whiny, bitter shrew with a misplaced sense of
entitlement and unrealistic expectations. In time you will
become coolly hostile when I don't fulfill every unmet need
you've ever had.
Bonus points if you just finished screwing every guy in town
and but now want to take it slow with me.
My perfect night would include getting hammered in a ****-
hole bar while you flirt with seedy old drunks, followed by an
embarrassing screaming match.
I would be open to an unsatisfying fling that leaves me filled
with regret and dread but prefer a long-term, soul crushing
descent into booze and pills.
No friendships. I don't need any goddamn friends.
Age unimportant, but I will condescend to women under 30
and rehash mother issues with women over 40.
Serious replies only, please.