What's that smell...Oh...it's a THEME!

and not a nice one.


It has been relatively quiet on the redhead front, although this last week was an interesting buffet of asshole casserole

I literally just fell backward in my chair when I typed that and cracked up... please hold...I'm calling the patent office!

OMG

OK I've composed myself now.  Anyway...I hadn't really had any hate mail to speak of in the time that my admittedly barbed dating profile had been up.  But last week, the planets must have aligned just right to piss off some dickheads.

I don't have the examples to post because one of them was so vile and verbally violent I blocked him before I thought to screen shot his bile.  Pretty much any angry thing you can imagine a guy saying to a complete stranger on a dating site...replete with the word "cunt" in 2 different parts of speech. He was very smart you see, and pointed out that not only do I HAVE one, but I AM one.  A lonely one, he goes on, who will never, EVER have a man, blah blah blah blaaaaah blah blah.

I felt like I needed mace and a shower after I read it.  He was a classy motherfucker. So I blocked him and then thought "Ah damnit...the evidence".  Oh well.

The other guy blocked ME before I could screen shot him.  He said that I was a loser bitch, or something and that I stereotyped everyone.

I don't, unless you call statements like "all morons are stupid" a stereotype.

There is something in there about flat billed caps, but I didn't say all flat billed cap wearers are xyz. I just said I am sick and damn tired of them and all their pictures of quads and cousins and dinner plates.

Whatever crawled up the cosmic ass has seemingly calmed down and I have had no more hate. It was just a crazy 2-3 day period of angry middle aged men.  Thanks guys. You keep the blog fires burning while I have actual conversations with homo-sapien types who walk upright.
Merci!