Your profile says you love camping, hiking, fishing and hunting. Now all of a sudden you don’t?
Your profile said you didn’t have any children. What’s up with that rugrat wrapped around your ankle?
Wait a minute. I thought you were buying ME dinner.
You must taller than three inches and shorter than nine feet to date me. Unless you’re an alien from another planet. Then there will be forms to fill out.
I love being in the friendzone. Nothing makes a man happier than spending several years trying to show a woman that he’s actually superior to all the other men she’s been dating.
I’m looking for a girl with a criminal record. I want to share the keys to my house, my bank accounts and my credit cards with her. She can even bring her ex-boyfriend.
I’m still waiting for the right scammer to come along and get through all of my trust issues. There’s got to be a crack in that wall somewhere. So far, no luck.
The only photo on your profile was a picture of your dog. I’m here to meet your dog.
