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After the first group of dreadful dating site messages came through my inbox, I thought I’d exhausted the supply.
But they just kept coming. To relieve the pressure on my brain, I shared a second set with you. I thought that surely we were done with the topic.
Unfortunately, we were not done.
I’m now resigned that this may have to be a regular occurrence. I despair.
Will you bear with me as I once again unburden my brain of these words? I’d be most grateful. Their words are first, in bold. My thoughts come after, in italics.
- I also have a little foot faddish. I love cute feet. I weep for the future.
- Professional on the outside. Sex feen on the inside. The rule is this: If you cannot spell it, you cannot be it.
- I’m hungry and want to meet and eat!!! This terrifies me. Hold me, Daddy.
- We wont know till we meat were it goes from there. Think this was written by the same dude as the above?
- HEY WHATS UP FEAMLES IM ON HERE LOOKING TO HAVE SUM GREAT SEX. I’m sure all the feamles on the site jumped at the chance to be with a man who was so clearly eager to be with them.
- Tasting salty wet / Still thirsting, my tongue pursues / Her hot sweat again. A naughty dating site probably is not the right place to practice your poetry. Nice try though.
- Looking for all you can eat pussy buffet!!!!! Ok, the sex-as-food metaphor is creeping me out.
- LongHall6969 would like to meet you! According to his profile, he’s a trucker. He halls things. I have nothing more to add.
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After an email conversation the other day, 24 Crayons wrote a public service announcement about the futility of comparing our naughty bits to those we see in porn. Go check it out!



