I signed up to MySpace
As a mate sent me a link to his page and it transpired I couldn't actually read anything on it unless I joined. So I did, but didn't put a profile on, or any information at all.

Imagine my surprise then, when I find myself being constantly bombarded with messages from hot women inviting me to be their friend. Or even, skip the friend bit, and for me to just fuck them six ways to Sunday. I am, apparently, their dream man, and they haven't even seen a picture of me.

All I can surmise is that there's a certain air of mystery about me that turns them on... because, as I mentioned, there is absolutely fuck all on my profile.

I really must delete it.

Erm, that didn't really answer the question, did it? OK, I replied to one, paid the air fare to Vegas, got there, and the hot young lady with no clothes on in the message turned out to be a saggy 70 year old with one tooth and a false leg. Fortunately when we met she decided I wasn't her type and I flew back to Blighty in time for tea and crumpets.

That'll learn me, eh? And her, for mistaking a 'can't be arsed to put a profile on MySpace' attitude as an attempt to conjure up an air of mystery.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 12 Sep 2008, 13:10, 1 reply)

On a similar note...

I created a Bebo page just so I could log in to my football teams page, there was fuck all on it, yet I had all these weirdos requesting me to be their friend. Crazy fuckers
( Stu71 ....bad money dies, I love the scene, Fri 12 Sep 2008, 13:50, closed)