tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post8847232166876957303..comments2024-03-11T02:26:38.210-05:00Comments on Always Drunk: Here I Was, Feeling Good. What an Idiot.Chuck Baudelairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07856142744531037691noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post-41797573074081922652015-10-13T16:43:55.133-05:002015-10-13T16:43:55.133-05:00dating pro tips:
If his profile pic shows him hap...dating pro tips:<br /><br />If his profile pic shows him happily playing with a baby or a kitten ... swipe left. It's a diversionary tactic to trick you into thinking he's sensitive. Neither the baby, nor the kitten is his.<br /><br />If in his profile pic, he's wearing a "Make America Great Again" hat. Swipe left. HARD.<br /><br />If his profile says he's a hedge fund manager, swipe left. It's a lie. Same goes for if he says he's not really interested in casual sex.<br /><br />If his profile says, "I never saw a body with bullet holes that was more devastating than taking the right to arm ourselves away," it's Ben Carson ... Swipe Left, SWIPE LEFT!<br />Pointless Boobhttp://chroniclesofaboob.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post-84181607481180207682015-10-13T09:22:04.358-05:002015-10-13T09:22:04.358-05:00You got it. She should be terrified. You got it. She should be terrified. Bill the Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08436195659154078021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post-4552792134711702682015-10-13T08:16:02.767-05:002015-10-13T08:16:02.767-05:00Anyone who thinks "hang out" means "...Anyone who thinks "hang out" means "I'll message you later and tell you what I did instead of spending the evening hanging out with you" needs to get off my lawn. <br />I try to avoid the "what the hell's wrong with kids these days?" attitude that has even begun to plague my generation, but WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH KIDS THESE DAYS? <br />Granted I don't think there are any kids among your dating prospects but I feel like you've jumped into some very weird dating pool that's all shallow end.Christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10320886074658710855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post-36445212879172449212015-10-13T07:50:24.413-05:002015-10-13T07:50:24.413-05:00Bill and me. NOT Bill and I.
Sorry, that was goin...Bill and me. NOT Bill and I.<br /><br />Sorry, that was going to bother me all day...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16323871207793126503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post-14019275864763579872015-10-13T07:49:45.809-05:002015-10-13T07:49:45.809-05:00Don't worry. You've got Bill and I to give...Don't worry. You've got Bill and I to give you tips on relationships.<br /><br />(Actually, you should be very, very worried about that prospect. Do the opposite of anything we say, probably.)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16323871207793126503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1841841084671666214.post-21017088125294624102015-10-13T04:45:12.002-05:002015-10-13T04:45:12.002-05:00Well, at least you can't literally, you know, ...Well, at least you can't literally, you know, hang out. Not unless you have a (deliberate) wardrobe malfunction.<br /><br />Look on the bright side, yo.Bill the Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08436195659154078021noreply@blogger.com