This was posted in the “Misc Romance” category and something seems to be missing…

I work for a hospital but im not really a nurse. I help take care of people. The stuff nurses dont do. I am also in grad school and I am trying to persue a modeling career. I need to find somenone to help me relax, find downtime, someone that can support me, spoil me, make love to me. I am cute, single and blonde, if you are interested send me an email. I am open to anyone and really look forward to reading the replies and meeting new people,

You might want to try stating your gender if you want to find dates. Unless you REALLY are open to ANYONE, you might get some surprising responses.

you know exactly what i want right so stop trying to give it to me and just do - 25

To the woman that crapped in my car… - m4w

I am hoping that this post finds you. I know that it could quite possibly be the most humiliating first date that you have ever been on, but I am willing to look past that.

I thought we had chemistry sitting at McMenamins sharing that basket of Cajun Tots while drinking the Terminator Stout. I really felt like there was a connection there. I found you to be intelligent and witty and looked forward to further conversation with you.

At some point in life, everyone has gambled on a fart and lost. It just happened to be on a first date in the passenger seat of my car. Please don’t feel bad. The package I sent you with Pepto the next day and the note that said “First dates are always a crap shoot. Call me” was meant to be funny, not offensive.

I have gambled on a fart and lost on multiple occasions. The first time I did it was very memorable. It happened when I was five and sitting on my uncle’s lap. I am lactose intolerant, but love cheese. I probably win 95% of the time, but I don’t think anyone wins 100% of the time. That’s why they call it “gambling”. I’m the last person to judge you for crapping your pants. In fact, I am impressed by your boldness. The timing on the other hand, could have been a tad bit better…like when you’re not sitting on a heated leather seat…

What I am trying to say is that if you want to go out again, I would be more than happy to take you someplace where we can get a meal that is high in fiber and less taxing on the digestive tract.

I await your call, Tad

P.S. - If you shat yourself on purpose to end the evening early…Touché…”

Personally, I’m not a gambling man…

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This guy actually sounds nice…

Hello I am 39 years young not married. I live about 5 min from the airport .I am currently unemployed and that is by choice cause i quit my career last May so It has been a nice year for me and my co.But I thought it would b cool to not have to work but is lonely at the airport during te day.I have custody of my 6 year old daughter that is raising me LOL. So i go to eat,movies,bowling.By myself.O yeah I swim 2 times a week..So I tried to capture your attention for 2 hours (well thats how long it took me to type this essay) Well hope to hear from you soon.

Wait, it took you 2 hours to write a paragraph?

LONELY AT HARTSFEILD AIRPORT