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Special Non-Holiday Edition (Round 23)

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Last month, I told you all that Nadine dared me to go on eHarmony for a month of free communication. So I did. I will post my thoughts and some of my experiences within the next few days. Until then, enjoy these hilarious and sometimes unkind things that she had to say about online matchmaking.



her: Oh, no! Don't do that, boys! It's so evil and rude and gross!

her: WHY? Why. Are. You.

her: Oh, he's white, good.
(to clarify, his ethnicity confirmed that he was not a "ladykiller" acquaintance with the same name...)

her: I break up with him on your behalf! "Dear ______, This is Beth's roommate. I break up with you on her behalf. Have a nice life. Good luck being right ALL the time."

her: AH! Cancel! Quit! Throw your computer! (Poor shy quiet Christian man...)

her: Did you ever hear back from the guy when you said, "I don't love you."?
me: What?
her: You know, the fat guy.
(to clarify, the "fat" label was started by me and my fears...more to come in my follow up post)

her: You can't go out with a ch-nage consultant. I forbid it!

her: I like Catholic Matthews.

me: I need to ask him three questions.
her: 3 questions: Are you fat? What's your email address? Will you marry me?

her: Does that say IN FIFTEEN YEARS? I'm a Christian; I'm not allowed to think about tomorrow! Dude. Bra. Bro? What do they call themselves these days?

her: How do you end these things anyhow, say "Roger that, over and out?"

her: As a Canadian, I don't think you're allowed to say you like Celine Dion, even if you do. I think he broke a rule.

her: Yeah, we decided we know some decent men who like Jane Austen...I mean, if he said, Sweet Valley High, I'd say run away.

me: reading message
her: I kind of want him around for comedic relief! Keep him for a little bit!


aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, a guest quote - 

me: I gave my email to four men...
friend: You hussy!
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