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That. Is some good tea.
I've been hiding this stuff from Ma for weeks.
It turns out that Ma has unsupervised visits with my son Justin.
She can't even walk.
What is she gonna do if something bad happens, if someone comes by on a
bicycle or a unicycle or something, and picks Justin up and takes him away, huh?
At least I, as a superhero, could do something.
[sigh]
Well, at any rate, she's out of the house, so at least now I've got an opportunity to
have the good tea, and maybe you know, try a little bit of this online dating.
[typing] Desperate Encounters dot com.
OK...
Login?
PLUMBINGGOD673.
And the password? K. Internets, I'm sorry, but this is a secret.
Socketwrench.
All right.
Hey! I got messages! Heh heh! Woohoo!
Who we got here?
LonelyLibrarian. Hmm.
OK...
Hey, PlumbingGod673.
You sound like a really funny guy.
I think you and I would be perfect for each other. I have a fascination with plumbing
and plumbing repairs.
Hmm! Well she sounds interesting.
OK... she, she lives with her mother.
And she has a kid.
NEXT! [click]
I enjoy re-enacting scenes from the Cucumber Club.
I will dress up as a moose if you dress up as a beaver and AGHH!
Isn't there anybody normal on the Internet?
OK. Hottie6969.
Hey.
You are hot.
I like your profile.
I have limited privileges on this site, but if you go to my other site, you can see my...
nude pics!
Hey!
That sounds good!
Followed that link, and I don't see any nude pictures. It took me...
OK. What's this.
Tired of the dating scene, question mark.
Tired of chasing after women who don't want you?
Why not have women delivered to your door?
What?
Disenfranchised women from eastern Europe, Asia, and the third world can be
sent to you via mail order service.
That's disgusting!
Oh my God!
I should... I should bring this up at the next Geneva Convention!
[sigh] Man, I really should click away.
Hmm.
Create an account.
[click]