Let me just tell you....If the guys that are still "Winking" and "Favorite"-ing me, are the big indicators for what is left out there....stick a fork in me...cause I'm done.
First, here's what I'd really like to say on my profile, and I may just do it to slow down the crazies, but here goes....
Slightly Awkward tallish woman seeks non-freak. If you feel compelled to have a picture on your profile of you either 1)standing on a beach wearing only a banana hammock, 2) decked out in camo standing in front of your jacked up 4 x 4, 3) same camo in front of your carcass you just bagged, 4) have 16 pictures of your harley, 5) have a plethora of pictures of yourself with other women, 6) have a picture of yourself dressed in a very tight cop suit, with the sleeves cut out, caressing a 45 on your cheek (oh, I so wish I was kidding on this one. In fact, you can thank this bozo for today's note)....7) have more mispelled words than correctly spelled words, or 8) have a picture of yourself in your cut out armhole redneck tshirt showing your bulging pecs AND biceps , 9) have a wide variety and assortment of your Pomeranian doggie, 10) have a lovely, greased handlebar mustache that compliments your pony tail, or 11) any combination of any of the above...... then, I'm probably NOT going to respond to your kind "WINK". That's just the way I roll.
Really, I look at the guys that are actually contacting me, and I just crawl under my bed, after sanitizing my hands from the computer screen oozing ick.
this is how they lure you in ... with ole Gabe.
this is what's really out there.....super freak cop man.
Anyway, I had to get it off my chest. Which, I could add, won't make you points, when you email me and tell me I have "nice knockers". Yep, that happened too. I wonder what would happen if I really DID have a subscription. OMG.
I'm destined to be single, I feel it in my bones. And that's ok by me. I know how cool I am .
Peace out.
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