Baja28
Obama destroyed America
Awww...... who needs romance? You're some of the best cyber sex I've ever had!
Match.com
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- Start date
Vince
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Sounds good. Next time I dog sit, you'll have to tell me what programs he likes to watch, but he doesn't get any beer.As you might have guessed, dating is my newest human behavior interest.
So! Match.com, or any other online "dating" site - what's the attraction? I skimmed it and honestly, I can pick up inappropriate men who lie about their lives at any bar; don't have to advertise for them.
Has anyone ever met their soul mate by picking through a bunch of profiles and going on interminable dates with mostly crazy people? Back in the day we used to do things - go out, hang with friends, meet people IRL, and find someone we were interested in that way. No fuss, no muss, no real time wasted because you can weed them out within seconds. Plus you had fun doing it instead of reading a bunch of padded resumes and sifting through 10 year old photos.
It's a numbers game, where you go on x-number of dates to find one or two people you might want to see again. Then they act stupid and you're back to the old drawing board. That seems a colossal waste of time to me because I know a zillion people I'd rather be spending that time with, even knowing there is no romance involved. I would seriously rather sit home watching TV with my dog than having dinner with some stranger who should consider checking himself in somewhere.
What am I missing?
glhs837
Power with Control
Sounds good. Next time I dog sit, you'll have to tell me what programs he likes to watch.
Just found the Dog TV channel on the Roku last night:0
migtig
aka Mrs. Giant
DogTV is the bomb. Turn on DogTV, and the dogs plop down in front of it..."oh yeah, you are leaving..uh huh, whatever bye".
Sounds good. Next time I dog sit, you'll have to tell me what programs he likes to watch, but he doesn't get any beer.
Bogart.
Larry Gude
Strung Out
Sounds good. Next time I dog sit, you'll have to tell me what programs he likes to watch, but he doesn't get any beer.
Dog. The Bounty Hunter?
Pete
Repete
I tried it and it was effing horrible.
Like GW said they lie. And not Little lies, lies like posting a picture of them weighing 145 pounds from 1994 when in fact they are 295 now.
True story. I conversed with one in Maine and arranged to meet her at a local restaurant/bar. I was sitting there and this large woman came in and was walking around scanning the crowd. She saw me and came over and smiled and said "Hi Pete". I had no idea it was her because she looked NOTHING like the picture in any way. In the picture she was average and about 140 or so. In real life she was about 300. Not wanting to appear to be a shallow ass even though I guess I am, I made a hurried decision not to run away and stick it out and finish the date. We got a table and were chatting while she consumed an order of Nachos the size of a Cadillac hub cap and I started hitting the beer. Finally I had enough beer to say "You know I did not recognize you when you came in, you look so much different in that picture." to which she replied "Oh, that picture is 10 years old. I don't like recent pictures because they make me look fat." It was all I could do not to pour my beer on her head and walk away. As it was I hung for about an hour and a half, left and when she emailed me again I said no thanks. She gave me a blast about being shallow. I guess for me being shallow is better than rank dishonesty.
Another time I met a woman here. After learning my lesson on evening dates I set up a lunch meeting. This way if it is miserable it is limited to about 45 minutes. This time I recognized her face from the face shot picture. It was the 200 pounds of ass that was the surprise. When I say 200 pounds of ass I am not joking. It was like a regular size women, about 5' 5" through the shoulders and torso with an ass that jutted out abruptly at the hips at a 90 degree angle. I am not exaggerating that she cleared the door frame on each side by less than 2 inches as she walked through. It was the strangest thing I have ever seen. It was so shocking I expected any minute for her to burst into laughter and take off an ass prosthetic and say "Gotcha". But she didn't. I have to give her credit, her picture was recent, it just stopped at the neck. She said "A few extra pounds" which I thought was a gross understatement but I suppose that is for each to interpret. I also have to give her credit when she emailed me and said she didn't feel any chemistry, thanks for lunch but she was going to try elsewhere. Perhaps the lack of chemistry was my mouth agape watching her walk in.
In defense of myself I have to say weight in and of itself is not a deal breaker but not being honest is. Also neither of these women had personalities that made me say "Weight a minute (Ha a pun) she might be large but she is pretty cool."
Another time one talked for an hour about what a rat bastard her ex was and how she was financially screwing him every chance she got.
Another one talked about her 15 year old son's drug issues.
The list goes on, yes because I stuck it out thinking the laws of averages would kick in and I would meet someone. I was wrong and it was an endless parade of lies, human misery and dysfunction. About the only shining spot was the foreign scam artists who would create an account and send you a message. For about 4 minutes it was fun to think that a 23 year old smoking hot, half naked woman who liked older guys, loved sex and watching football but hated shopping really loved my profile.
Like GW said they lie. And not Little lies, lies like posting a picture of them weighing 145 pounds from 1994 when in fact they are 295 now.
True story. I conversed with one in Maine and arranged to meet her at a local restaurant/bar. I was sitting there and this large woman came in and was walking around scanning the crowd. She saw me and came over and smiled and said "Hi Pete". I had no idea it was her because she looked NOTHING like the picture in any way. In the picture she was average and about 140 or so. In real life she was about 300. Not wanting to appear to be a shallow ass even though I guess I am, I made a hurried decision not to run away and stick it out and finish the date. We got a table and were chatting while she consumed an order of Nachos the size of a Cadillac hub cap and I started hitting the beer. Finally I had enough beer to say "You know I did not recognize you when you came in, you look so much different in that picture." to which she replied "Oh, that picture is 10 years old. I don't like recent pictures because they make me look fat." It was all I could do not to pour my beer on her head and walk away. As it was I hung for about an hour and a half, left and when she emailed me again I said no thanks. She gave me a blast about being shallow. I guess for me being shallow is better than rank dishonesty.
Another time I met a woman here. After learning my lesson on evening dates I set up a lunch meeting. This way if it is miserable it is limited to about 45 minutes. This time I recognized her face from the face shot picture. It was the 200 pounds of ass that was the surprise. When I say 200 pounds of ass I am not joking. It was like a regular size women, about 5' 5" through the shoulders and torso with an ass that jutted out abruptly at the hips at a 90 degree angle. I am not exaggerating that she cleared the door frame on each side by less than 2 inches as she walked through. It was the strangest thing I have ever seen. It was so shocking I expected any minute for her to burst into laughter and take off an ass prosthetic and say "Gotcha". But she didn't. I have to give her credit, her picture was recent, it just stopped at the neck. She said "A few extra pounds" which I thought was a gross understatement but I suppose that is for each to interpret. I also have to give her credit when she emailed me and said she didn't feel any chemistry, thanks for lunch but she was going to try elsewhere. Perhaps the lack of chemistry was my mouth agape watching her walk in.
In defense of myself I have to say weight in and of itself is not a deal breaker but not being honest is. Also neither of these women had personalities that made me say "Weight a minute (Ha a pun) she might be large but she is pretty cool."
Another time one talked for an hour about what a rat bastard her ex was and how she was financially screwing him every chance she got.
Another one talked about her 15 year old son's drug issues.
The list goes on, yes because I stuck it out thinking the laws of averages would kick in and I would meet someone. I was wrong and it was an endless parade of lies, human misery and dysfunction. About the only shining spot was the foreign scam artists who would create an account and send you a message. For about 4 minutes it was fun to think that a 23 year old smoking hot, half naked woman who liked older guys, loved sex and watching football but hated shopping really loved my profile.
Larry Gude
Strung Out
For about 4 minutes it was fun to think that a 23 year old smoking hot, half naked woman who liked older guys, loved sex and watching football but hated shopping really loved my profile.
Hey, when that's what you're looking for, when that is your standard, it's probably gonna be tough, right?
Pete
Repete
Other dating site discoveries.
Big heart = Big body
My friends tell me I am pretty = Because they have to
If preferences in criteria for the guy she is looking for are all "No preference" = Desperate
"Athletic" could mean fit = Or it could mean she once was a back up middle linebacker for the New England Patriots.
A few extra pounds = Anywhere from 5 to 250
Any reference to sex = I lack in personality so I use my puss to attempt to snag a guy.
Big heart = Big body
My friends tell me I am pretty = Because they have to
If preferences in criteria for the guy she is looking for are all "No preference" = Desperate
"Athletic" could mean fit = Or it could mean she once was a back up middle linebacker for the New England Patriots.
A few extra pounds = Anywhere from 5 to 250
Any reference to sex = I lack in personality so I use my puss to attempt to snag a guy.
Pete
Repete
Who said that was my standard?
Baja28
Obama destroyed America
I'm with Pete. Years ago I had one with pics of a 5'-7", leggy brunette. Pretty girl.
Chatted online about 2 weeks, spoke on phone a few times and she agrees to come over to watch Talladega qualifying with me. Even inferred that there may be some if we hit it off.Asked me to meet her up the street so she could follow me to the house because she had night time driving issues (weird). We pull up door to door and I look in and see a blonde. Ok, wimmins change hair color like I change underwear so no biggie.
We pull into my drive way and I hop out to greet her. She gets out of her car and drop kick me Jesus if I'm lying, she is about 4'-11" tall x 4'-11" wide. I have a 275 pound wrecking ball standing in my driveway!
Took all I had not to say: "Who the fukk are you?"Like Pete, I am a good sport and went through with the "date". Next day she asks to go to the movies and I politely declined.
Larry Gude
Strung Out
You did. If you enjoy the thought of a 23 year old girl who likes 48 year olds guys, hey, good for you. That's legal age. Nothing wrong with that. Different strokes. Different perspectives. To me, my 23 year old daughter is a girl to me and so are her peers. Don't take it personal. Lots of old guys like young girls. I'll even call 23 a young woman so you don't take offense but, to me, it's a girl and the thought of going on a dating site and even beginning to try and find a 23 year old half naked girl who likes beer and football and my fat, old, aging, half crippled ass, and hates shopping, it just struck me as funny. "Hey, baby! Ryan's has an early bird special! And we can grab some Metamucil on the way home!"
Baja28
Obama destroyed America
OMG! Many wimmins need to learn the definition of "average, curvy, a few extra pounds and BBW".
So many that look like a cruise ship put down "a few extra pounds"
Oh and "Friends first" means "I'm tired of screwing every first date so you'll have to ask for a second."
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Larry Gude
Strung Out
Years ago I had one with pics of a 5'-7", leggy brunette. Pretty girl.
Asked me to meet her up the street so she could follow me to the house because she had night time driving issues (weird). We pull up door to door and I look in and see a blonde. Ok, wimmins change hair color like I change underwear so no biggie.
We pull into my drive way and I hop out to greet her. She gets out of her car and drop kick me Jesus if I'm lying, she is about 4'-11" tall x 4'-11" wide. I have a 275 pound wrecking ball standing in my driveway!
Like Pete, I am a good sport and went through with the "date". Next day she asks to go to the movies and I politely declined.
This is a hoot! Have either one of you considered that there's a bunch of chicks out there talking about you two as these self deluded creeps suffering midlife crisis's whose profiles are, shall we say, somewhat embellished? Or, are you two the only Honest Ijnins and everyone else is a liar? Any hint that maybe, just maybe, part of the problem is in how you are going about it???
Larry Gude
Strung Out
Larry Gude
Strung Out
I think you're onto something here, which explains why people lie in their profiles: because they have to. Not only to make themselves look better, but because some snaggletooth hillbilly butt picker thinks for some reason that he/she should be able to score the hotness and won't even look at matches that are comparable to their own lack of charisma.
I mean, let's be honest here: how else is Pete's inflata-butt Match date going to find some sucker to take her out? It's not her enormous keester that's the problem; it's that she doesn't have the personality to overcome it. I know any number of large women who are awesomeness defined and are currently making their lucky man very happy. But they aren't some social misfit who is consumed (ha) with physical appearance.
I will submit to you that Pete's door jamb scraper was the shallow one, not Pete.