The London Review of Books has the best personals ever. Just regular joes looking for an average date, assuming you are a crab-juggling fish nerd or a space goat.
My favourite one this week:
I subvert all the expectations built up in this column like a goat in space subverts gravy. Space-goat-esque gravy-subverting pervert (M, 51).
A goat in space subverting gravy? Ah, if only I was available....
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I got all excited for a minute..in Australia, LRB meant the "Little River Band".
Why are you all looking at me like that? They were cute.
Sorry, Alyson. Maybe next time!
Hi, Pam,
Long time, no see.
Just saw this today and wanted to share.
http://icanhascheezburger.com/page/59/
It's the second one down.
I thought of you immediately.
A. Dupire
Ah, Ms Dupire, I knows you ain't talking 'bout no cats. I'll make sure I don't leave coffee in the backyard.
That crab juggler is the one for me, if only he had a liitle more age to him. Now, if the 82 year old was open to...
You can't keep a girl from her fantasies.
Thanks for the smile, Pam.
Kathleen in VA
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