Everything looked good when I was little, did it to you? Then I grew up I thought there were all of these things wrong with me but whereinfact the outside world is truly a lude and bottomless practice range targeting the soul and the heart, unless you have tough friends that have ended up being your one and onlys and to whom you dedicate your pathetic crusade for amorality or something. ok. riddle over! Do you agree? I'm 5'10, 150, of Italian and German heritage, still working out at UCSB for my BA with plans to to an MA in Social Work.
Yes. I agree completely. How could one disagree with something so entirely clear and eloquent? Speaking of eloquent, here we have Exhibit B, a woman who describes herself as not only eloquent, but classy into the bargain:
I'd say that the whole ensemble screams class and taste, wouldn't you? It screams it almost as loud as the men reading the post scream while they're running away, or watching their penises permanently disappear. So granted, the Editor is not feeling the eloquence and class this evening, either. But what the hey. I waded through an entire CL personals section, to bring you the best of the best of today's available, hot-to-trot singles. These are the people, people, who have not yet figured out that life is but a lude and bottomless practice range. Get it? It makes total sense. Go stick your head in a bucket of cold, hard reason and come back and read it again.Then, we have one of the typical "sugar daddy" postings, this time in men for women, which is set apart only by its air of peculiar desperation:
This is something you may not have considered before. Why not meet a man who is concerned about helping you with some of your bills and making your life easier and nicer and making you feel wanted, desired and important. You have much to gain by such a relationship with me and nothing to lose. You are certainly not a bad person for doing this. Rather a savvy lady who is tired of boyfriends with no extra money to help you when you need it. I'm the opposite of that.
Is he the opposite of a savvy lady? I'll buy that. Is he the opposite of a boyfriend with no extra money? That sounds okay . . . until you remember that the "nothing to lose" encompasses only a modicum of self-respect, and any kind of life plan that doesn't involve being a prostitute. Details, details.
Here is a woman who insists upon "no gropping":
That won't be a very hard rule to follow, I mean, would you grop that? Not grok, remember, which involves some kind of philosophical statement about the nature of human relationships, or something. This is gropping, and it's serious business. But frankly, I'd rather grop a dingo.
