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A somewhat shocked friend writes, "I did not realise it is considered de rigeur to send a cock shot with the first email."
Welcome to the world of personal ads. How deep down the rabbit hole have you gone?
( , Thu 13 Sep 2007, 15:01)
A somewhat shocked friend writes, "I did not realise it is considered de rigeur to send a cock shot with the first email."
Welcome to the world of personal ads. How deep down the rabbit hole have you gone?
( , Thu 13 Sep 2007, 15:01)
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£20 for the advert, £1500 for the experience
Once worked with a seriously f*cked up soul named "Ratboy". He not only resembled said species, but had the eating and shagging habbits too.
Now ratboy was partial to abit of internet-aided intercourse.. so much so he had subscriptions to every seedy swingers site going (hint - if you're into that sort of lifestyle; a) don't brag about it at work & b) don't hand your computer over for surgery with the resident computer expert).
One day, he booked on, ran up to the messroom (where all us idle, commie, leftie train drivers do nothing all day, aparently) and announced to the room that he'd just booked a ticket to Dallas, as he'd had a reply to a personal ad from some woman off the (then new) t'internet.
So that's £20 for a site registration, and £1,500 for a fortnights fly-drive then (expecting full access rights on arrival, so he told us).
Sadly for him, said respondee took one look at him at the airport, told him her Brother was waiting in the car park and promptly dissappeared.
He was never the same after that...
( , Fri 14 Sep 2007, 23:26, Reply)
Once worked with a seriously f*cked up soul named "Ratboy". He not only resembled said species, but had the eating and shagging habbits too.
Now ratboy was partial to abit of internet-aided intercourse.. so much so he had subscriptions to every seedy swingers site going (hint - if you're into that sort of lifestyle; a) don't brag about it at work & b) don't hand your computer over for surgery with the resident computer expert).
One day, he booked on, ran up to the messroom (where all us idle, commie, leftie train drivers do nothing all day, aparently) and announced to the room that he'd just booked a ticket to Dallas, as he'd had a reply to a personal ad from some woman off the (then new) t'internet.
So that's £20 for a site registration, and £1,500 for a fortnights fly-drive then (expecting full access rights on arrival, so he told us).
Sadly for him, said respondee took one look at him at the airport, told him her Brother was waiting in the car park and promptly dissappeared.
He was never the same after that...
( , Fri 14 Sep 2007, 23:26, Reply)
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