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Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

I decided to re-up my Plenty Of Fish profile, just for funsies ...

It's always a source of laughs and writing material, at the very least.
This is what the first 24 hours brought:


My profile  headline was “No shirt. No shoes. No service”
Some genius messaged me to ask what it MEANS.
So I changed it to "Excuse my language ... but OMFG"
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I have decided, when a dude asks for a woman who’s “easygoing”, he really wants someone who doesn’t care he’s broke. 
And “outdoorsy” means “will give me a hand-job in the car”.
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FYI, dudes:
If your picture is of you in your car, we get maternal and materialistic;
We look to see if you’re buckled up & if you have leather interior.
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From one profile:
I also love my ride...typical guy, 99 GT MUSTANG, ahhhh 15grand of work into it is a wonderfull thing, 340hp, 390ft/lb/tq.”
I shudder to think what kind of huge, hairy women will read that and know what the fuck he’s talking about.
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Men need a heads-up that requesting  “a woman with an edge” is just asking for some bitch to cut you.
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If  a guy lists “online chatting” as an interest ,
I’m gonna guess he hits on 12 year old boys on Second Life, after his girlfriend goes to bed.
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“it’s a plus if you like boardgames”
No.Hot.Nookie.With.That.Guy.
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To the dude who loves “private island vacations”:
*cough ... Bullshit
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Every time I see a profile marked “Serious member”, I imagine the guy has a very stern looking penis.
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Douchebag-incoherent message of the day:

I found my self staring longingly into your eyes and did not hear a word you said...  Is that the kind of creepy your worried about? Perhaps it was like most of my relationships... oh! look at the bird out the window ... crap! another distraction.  Excuse me, I did not hear what you said I was not listening, can you please repeat that?
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P.S.
Thank you to POF for the screamingly honestly-named  Users who want to meet you” feature.
Xoxo,
Averill

Monday, May 23, 2011

Ask me what I'm yearning for ...

 I wrote this piece a few years ago & thought today I should update it.
Some of you may remember the original.


Ask me what I'm yearning for and I'll tell you:

A man who would never let something as small as "who cleans the bathroom?" become a relationship issue ...

A man who understands a home is more than a building full of stuff or the chores contained within it ...

A man who thinks it's cute when i'm sappy, charming when i'm scattered, and hysterical when i'm silly ...

A man who understands being faithful is more than just committing yourself physically ...

A man who appreciates having a family doesn't just mean raising happy children ... it's also about raising them to be adults who will want to come home to us when they're older ...

A man who will eventually love my child and is confident I would adore his too ...

A man who kisses me, kisses his babies ... and knows sometimes the best way we can show him we appreciate his hard work is a good old-fashioned dog pile ...

A man who wants to hold my hand often, not in possessiveness, but in support and love ... and tells me with a wandering thumb that everything will be ok ...

A man who knows you can't substitute treating someone like they're desirable for treating them like they're loveable ...that both are important, but only one will truly feed your soul ...

A man who phones when he wants to... hopefully often ... and who looks forward to calls from me, because he knows it means I wanted to spend a few minutes with him ...

A man who knows a simple "I'm here" means everything and fixes anything ...

A man who will just let me be a woman ... and will feel glad when that gets him cookies, grateful when it gets him the spot as the big spoon and always knows all those little things add up to mean there's no substitute for him ...

A man who never leaves me alone, whether he is in my presence or not ...

A man who will forgive my mistakes in the morning, forget them by the afternoon and still count me among his blessings at night ...

A man who magically transforms the trepidation into anticipation ... and the fear into fervor and force ...

A man who can be glad to be with me ... in the moment, every moment ... and shows it with a gorgeous smile with nothing hidden behind it ... and is not still be sad for whatever difficult things that brought him there ...

A man who believes "best friend" is far more than a label and is a gift i've reserved for him, long before we even meet ...

A man who understands what i mean when i tell him i've missed him every day until the first time he says hello

A man who expects and needs as much from me as I do from him ...



Someone who isn’t an asshole.

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Monday, May 16, 2011

Someone needs to explain to dudes ...

that extensive familiarity with pornography does not qualify as “pop culture knowledge”.

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Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Dear Bon Jovi

I hate “Bed of Roses” ... It’s such a load of fairy tale horseshit.
 
But, yeah yeah.  I get it.
 
“I can barely be bothered to hit play on the c.d. player before I bend you over the back of the couch” probably wouldn’t sell a lot of records.