Who’s Sorry Now?

Either you have used sites like Match.com or Yahoo Personals or you’ve read them. Weekly, The WTIT Blog scours those on-line dating sites. We respond to either a line in a lady’s profile or her headline on her dating site, as most of us would really like to do. Please understand that we are not responding seriously or mean spiritedly. This a comedy feature. The spelling or grammar errors were in the original profiles. The profile statements are in bold. Let the stupidity begin!!

I would like to go to Monte Carlo, Monaco and baste in the sun during the day and enjoy the excitement of the casinos, fine dining and great entertainment in the evening. Okay. That’s a good first date.

But then what?

If I fine a partner I may do other things that would do to make him happy I’m sure… Was it you that fined Eliot Spitzer?

I have a problem with habitual liars. Oh come on. Everyone deserves a shot.

I can’t believe I am doing this. After checking out your photo, that would be my reaction as well.

Love watching sports such as football, basketball, baseball, boxing, and also enjoy playing pool. Until you get serious with the guy who believed this. Then you will yell “I said turn off that fucking ESPN sports shit and pay me some attention to me!” God, does this type of woman think that we are all idiots? (Recently personally, we have been lucky. We’ve been spared this lunacy for quite a while. I know. Amen.) And it is REALLY hard to even attempt to pay attention to a person who has just yelled you. And really ladies, when you change the rules could you at least tell us. But then why do we guys ever believe it when women say the love watching football with you? And better yet, Star Trek! I can’t count the number of women who said they were SO into Trek. Then, poof! It is

sci-fi shitzola that only retarded people view once the lady is secure in the relationship.

I love to read going out to dinner. Ok guys. Form a line here to buy her dinner and watch her read.

I am not a prude by any means, but getting spanked by a “little person” wearing woman’s lingerie does nothing for me. Can you imagine what her dates must be like to point this shit out?

I am settling for a normal, nice guy. I’m emphasizing “normal” because I have met and spoken to some very strange individuals on the net. Yet, you are still here. You can’t make this shit up. Remember when Connie Francis once sang, “Who’s Sorry Now?”

I am not interested in knowing the size of your “member” on the first date, nor do I want to see “it” on your web cam. Who are these fuckers dating?

I guess Im looking for a decent guy, and sadly enough I’ve become picky over the years due to circumstance. But hey, you never know, you cant really be picky all the time. So you might be finally be ready for that “little person in women’s lingerie” or the guy “who shows you the web shot of his member”. Good luck with that…

Here’s an example- Your brain weighs three pounds and uses 20% of your blood and oxygen. An example of what? You must be trying to get on Jeopardy or you are fucking with me, right?

I’m still in the experimential stage of cooking. I think we will go out to dinner.