Creepy dude....can;t remember who he is. But apparently I was pissed at him.
How dare this prick think I would have anything to do with him?
You know what pisses me off?
The fact that men who make money think women who don't make money are their playground for sexual deficiency.
This is the un-so suave romantic introduction from a very misguided, unhappily married twit:
Hey Veronica,
Stumbled across your Myspace page......
What a gorgeous, sexy lady....Yummy!.......
Not sure this will work for you, but here goes......
Me; 51 attorney in Austin-- Freetime during the days. Work downtown 6' 180 blond blue. Athletic build. Smart and fun. Dynamic and erotic. Confident and witty. Married....hey, at least I am honest! ....
I want a lady that can generate an intense mental and physical connection, a lady that is hot, mentally and physicially, for lust, passion and total body craving gotta-have-it sex on a recurring basis... ..
Interested???....
Not even the grace to spell check...
Asshole
The Blonde will shoot you down!
---Damn, I was pissed when I was alive. I like being undead. It seems so much better from my live life. Why was I so pathetic? jeezzz iz...
Sorry, no real God or son of God when your undead...
The Blonde is just trying to relate.;(
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