Ok Guys here is a pretty close example of the POF profile I post. It also gets a lot of results. Its a complete satire obviously, but as we know most women are stupid, but the ones who are smart enough to see through it love it. It has worked well for me, and now I pass it along. Feel free to tweak as you see fit.
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Well, here you are again single, alone, and prowling dating websites. But is it really that much of a surprise?
I am the kind of guy who lives for the moment. Wether its me on my motorcycle going 120 in 35, or walking through the black section of town wearing a klans man outfit on a bet, I'm the guy who lives it up.
Your friends will call me an asshole, your parents will loathe me, but you will love me. You tell your self you are done with bad boys. But deep down underneath the four inches of cover up, 3 pack a day smoking habit, and your most recent stint in rehab, you know you are not done, and infact you are only just starting. And me, I am about as deep as the shallow end of the kiddie pool.
It will begin with me messaging you some smart ass comment, where you will pretend to be offended, we will exchange numbers, and I will take for some drinks. For a normal girls I would probably try and get you really drunk to get laid, but with you it won't be that difficult.
Three drinks later and we are headed back to your trailer to bang. You tell me we have to be quiet cause momma is sleeping on the sofa watching one of your 7 kids. Lucky for me all 7 of the fathers are in county lock up and I will not have to worry about getting in the middle of a domestic violence dispute.
We go inside close the curtain to your bedroom and you are amazed by my shagging making skills. Two weeks later I am moving. At first things are going great. All 7 of the kids call me dad, except for your 18 year old daughter, for some reason she calls me daddy? By the end of the first month, I am also in county jail. I really didn't mean to slap you around, I blame it on the stress of my most recent job detailing cars. Ironically I am sharing a cell with one of your baby daddies. As for you, you are already back on POF looking for that next perfect guy.
Typical First date:
Usually someplace really nice, like apple bees. Note: I will not slip out through the kitchen door before the bill comes as long as you play will my trouser snake under the table. But your still paying.
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Well, here you are again single, alone, and prowling dating websites. But is it really that much of a surprise?
I am the kind of guy who lives for the moment. Wether its me on my motorcycle going 120 in 35, or walking through the black section of town wearing a klans man outfit on a bet, I'm the guy who lives it up.
Your friends will call me an asshole, your parents will loathe me, but you will love me. You tell your self you are done with bad boys. But deep down underneath the four inches of cover up, 3 pack a day smoking habit, and your most recent stint in rehab, you know you are not done, and infact you are only just starting. And me, I am about as deep as the shallow end of the kiddie pool.
It will begin with me messaging you some smart ass comment, where you will pretend to be offended, we will exchange numbers, and I will take for some drinks. For a normal girls I would probably try and get you really drunk to get laid, but with you it won't be that difficult.
Three drinks later and we are headed back to your trailer to bang. You tell me we have to be quiet cause momma is sleeping on the sofa watching one of your 7 kids. Lucky for me all 7 of the fathers are in county lock up and I will not have to worry about getting in the middle of a domestic violence dispute.
We go inside close the curtain to your bedroom and you are amazed by my shagging making skills. Two weeks later I am moving. At first things are going great. All 7 of the kids call me dad, except for your 18 year old daughter, for some reason she calls me daddy? By the end of the first month, I am also in county jail. I really didn't mean to slap you around, I blame it on the stress of my most recent job detailing cars. Ironically I am sharing a cell with one of your baby daddies. As for you, you are already back on POF looking for that next perfect guy.
Typical First date:
Usually someplace really nice, like apple bees. Note: I will not slip out through the kitchen door before the bill comes as long as you play will my trouser snake under the table. But your still paying.
It's not the face you fuck. It's the fuck you are facing.
