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- All the things I need and the things I receive is ...
- It's hard to walk tall when you're small
- King Leer
- I am the last of the famous international playboys
- You just haven't earned it yet, baby
- Love, peace and harmony ? Oh, very nice, very nice...
- We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry, and...
- Golden lights displaying your name
- 'Ere long done do does did
- Lilliputian ego-stroking
- Does Queen Elizabeth II have any hobbies?
- Cognitive conservatism
- Estate agents
- Xvavid, 29, Romford, Essex
- Who is God?
- CurbYourEnthusiasm, 35, London, University Teacher
- As Anthony said to Cleopatra as he opened a crate ...
- 'Cause there's always someone, somewhere with a bi...
- The Queen is dead
- Sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled making Christmas...
- I had a really bad dream, it lasted 36 years, 6 mo...
- Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held, it ...
- Behind the hatred there lies a murderous desire to...
- I want to live and I want to love. I want to catch...
- See the sea wants to take me
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The first time someone called me a shiksa I thought they were saying shit head. Come to think of it, maybe they were...
Hmmm... a University Teacher, not a bad catch for a J-girl or a shiksa.
Catch-smatch. Which is supposedly the idea here, I guess.
You have to give it to the Jews: when it comes to chip-on-shoulder arrogance, the biscuit is truly taken (excuse mixing of metaphors).
I guess if you're going to invent a Baddie God and all those commandments and shit (Moses, Mt. Sinai), you might as well throw in: "And by the way, we're the chosen people, y'know..."
FUN! '-)
Best,
Chris
Ha!
Hell, yeah - take what you can get - biscuit and all.
Ha?
Surely ha-ha, Wagonised, you cheeky little minx!
(You can see why I'm going down a storm on Match.com with these faintly chauvinistic comments, can't you?)
Maybe I should send you my Love Soap.
Love Soap.
Tell me more, tell me more.
(Although if it involves anything to do with bodily secretions being condensed down into a bar of soap, don't tell me more, don't tell me more...)
35? You don't look a day over 29.
The 35 thing is a lie. I'm actually 36-going-on-37. With internet dating being as fickle as it is, thought I better keep myself on the right side of the 30s.
You know what happens to our sperm after 35, gentlemen? It degrades. And seeing as most 30+ women are 'debasing' themselves with internet dating in a desperate bid to find a walking-talking-living-breathing sperm donor, you gotta do what you gotta do to please the ladies.
(Just full of romantic vibes, ain't I?)
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