I was half-drunk (excuse) the other night after coming home from a happy hour (attempt to prove I'm not a loser) and decided to check my email. Match emailed me some good looking guys that day (stretching the truth) so I decided to click on a couple of them. I didn't know it would sign me into the website (lie). And I certainly didn't think anyone out there in cyber space would notice (wishful thinking). Somehow during my three minutes (20) online, I got the following email:
"11:00 Friday night, and we're both on something that ends with ".com". Pretty sweet."
Hey buddy, look, I know me and I'm no loser (usually). But now you think I am and you're still emailing me? You win. You're the biggest loser.
3 comments:
Man give the guy a break.
He has got to get a point for realizing he's a loser for being on internet dating on a friday night. But it doesn't make him any more appealing. Gotta watch that drunk clicking.
There's nothing wrong with being home on a Friday night... especially here in Manhattan, where a lot of people prefer to go out earlier in the week, and consider Fridays and Saturdays to be "amateur nights".
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