Original post: December 15, 2005
On a whim, I recently took it upon myself to browse this here MySpace for single ladies in my area, (for I am a dateless loser). I found a few that seemed interesting, but nothing that really caught my eye. So then, I saw this girl named Jill from Burlington. She appeared cool and everything. Attractive, sarcastic, etc. All things I look for. I also noticed that she said she wanted to meet a lot of people, yet the only people on her friend list were greasy, buff Italian guys with no shirts on. A little suspicious, I thought. I decided to do a test. I sent her a message, stating that I'm fun, smart, and attractive, and that we should talk. Then I sent her a friend request, so she could see my page and get an idea of what I'm like. Then, I played the waiting game. After a day or two, I checked on the message I sent. She had read it, but I had no reply. Also, she didn't accept my friend request. The best part is, there were more half-naked Wops on her list. And this is what I hate about females. No matter how much they say they're looking for someone like me, they don't mean it. They'd rather be seen with John Travolta on the juice. It's all about looks. Personality is dead. Or, you know, she just didn't think I was interesting. One of those...
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