Monday, August 21, 2006
Nothing Wrong With Her That A Good Bust In The Chops Won't Fix
Hey! Do you know any single guys out there who long to spend the rest of their lives being bitch-slapped by a self-righteous harpy who looks suspiciously like a man in drag, and who carries their balls around in her purse? You do? Good, send them over here to this four-named, skinny-ass, vain, self-indulgent, overbearing, supercilious......err, conceited, ummmm...haughty.....mmmmm....aw, shit! I just ran fresh out of appropriate adjectives.
This woman, Jacqueline Parsley Sage Rosemary something-or-other is in desperate need of a reality check. She now says she gets dozens of emails from men who are interested. I'll bet. Here's a news flash for you, Jackie Mack Passel or whatever the hell your name is:
Those are the same guys who think they're emailing a 13-year-old cheerleader for sex, only to end up as the main act on Dateline, and get rewarded with a lovely set of stainless-steel bracelets. The truth of your respondents' situations are that
87.5% of men who respond to self-indulgent bullshit like yours are overweight.
91.5% have enough hair on their backs to earn the nickname "Sasquatch."
83% are already married to a 300 pound woman they don't really like.
98% wrote to you while clad only in boxer shorts, black socks, a wife-beater tee shirt and three day growth of beard, just before heading down to the unemployment office.
Choose carefully, grasshopper.
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This woman, Jacqueline Parsley Sage Rosemary something-or-other is in desperate need of a reality check. She now says she gets dozens of emails from men who are interested. I'll bet. Here's a news flash for you, Jackie Mack Passel or whatever the hell your name is:
Those are the same guys who think they're emailing a 13-year-old cheerleader for sex, only to end up as the main act on Dateline, and get rewarded with a lovely set of stainless-steel bracelets. The truth of your respondents' situations are that
87.5% of men who respond to self-indulgent bullshit like yours are overweight.
91.5% have enough hair on their backs to earn the nickname "Sasquatch."
83% are already married to a 300 pound woman they don't really like.
98% wrote to you while clad only in boxer shorts, black socks, a wife-beater tee shirt and three day growth of beard, just before heading down to the unemployment office.
Choose carefully, grasshopper.
