A bit disappointed when I got there.From the online campaign I thought it looked like a matchmaking service where I could create a new identity and then stalk hot teens (or old pervs pretending to be hot teens).
A bit disappointed when I got there.From the online campaign I thought it looked like a matchmaking service where I could create a new identity and then stalk hairy old men (or old pervs pretending to be hairy old men).
Puzzled. Just not feeling it. Is there a point? Ok, Ok, I went along to the site. Is there a deal, a point? Are we all just sitting back waiting to be pounded with ad messages in our inbox – yessiree bob, spam me baby!
An old flatmate of mine had a pet ferrit. She loved it to bits, blind to the fact that it was actually a mean little fucker with a propensity towards bare toes. It’s owner ran off with a circus (I’m serious), she was a trapeze artist, not the real, exciting trapeze where people fly through the air, but the static trapeze, which is a shit version where you stay on the ground. Her name started with F and if this sound like anyone you know then tell me, cos the carny bitch still owes me 60 buck for rent.
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A bit disappointed when I got there.From the online campaign I thought it looked like a matchmaking service where I could create a new identity and then stalk hot teens (or old pervs pretending to be hot teens).
A bit disappointed when I got there.From the online campaign I thought it looked like a matchmaking service where I could create a new identity and then stalk hairy old men (or old pervs pretending to be hairy old men).
I was so looking forward to moving on from my trusty old gerbils, but you don’t want to try ferrits. Won’t do at all.
Puzzled. Just not feeling it. Is there a point? Ok, Ok, I went along to the site. Is there a deal, a point? Are we all just sitting back waiting to be pounded with ad messages in our inbox – yessiree bob, spam me baby!
An old flatmate of mine had a pet ferrit. She loved it to bits, blind to the fact that it was actually a mean little fucker with a propensity towards bare toes. It’s owner ran off with a circus (I’m serious), she was a trapeze artist, not the real, exciting trapeze where people fly through the air, but the static trapeze, which is a shit version where you stay on the ground. Her name started with F and if this sound like anyone you know then tell me, cos the carny bitch still owes me 60 buck for rent.
My mate really wanted a ferret but he never got one.
one of them reminds me of that Ali G character… Borat??