One night, I texted one of those numbers they advertise after half past nine to find out the name of my perfect match.
John.
One night, I texted one of those numbers they advertise after half past nine to find out the name of my perfect match.
John.
You’re just encouraging them you know.
But isn’t that a tax deduction now you’re a comedienne and all?
I can’t believe you did that! That’s so funny. But now that you have, surely you should try it again in a week and see if you get the same name?
stomper girl, I know…and you know what else…if you don’t de-register yourself, they keep sending you texts that you have to pay for…useful texts they are too…
for tax deductions to be worth anything, there must first be a useful level of income
I have been thinking about that Ariel, but I just bought a resin elk’s head to go over the fireplace…
Do you know any Johns?
🙂
No one with whom it would be appropriate to have such a discussion.
ummm…i’m always scared that giving those people my number will result in identity fraud somehow.
I hadn’t thought about identity fraud, just never-ending annoyance and harassment.
Besides, I know what my perfect match’s name is. And has that knowledge ever done me any good?*
*Rhetorical question
I hadn’t thought about identity fraud, just never-ending annoyance and harassment.
Besides, I know what my perfect match’s name is. And has that knowledge ever done me any good?*
*Rhetorical question
Funny, it said mine was Tracey. But I don’t really know any Traceys.
Really?
No :Þ