More Pittsburgh Online Dating Profile Gems
Posted by admin - 06/10/08 at 01:10:27 amJust what goes on Sundays at your place?
If I meet a hot guy…here’s the average Sunday…morning sex…coffee…sex…shopping…dinner with the family…see a movie…wine…night sex. But that’s sunday, not everyday can be sex 3x’s a day, just sundays…well okay saturday’s too!
Job: medical/dental
Which virtues give you most of your self confidence?
The fact that I could write a prescription that would render you unconscious. (Just Kidding)
If you could ‘Do Lunch’ with anyone, who would it be?
That’s an easy one, Osama Bin Laden. That way when he wasn’t looking I could put a triple dose of anthrax in his food and that terrorist moron would ‘drop dead’!!
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I think if I could change something about myself it would be to never have did so much LSD in the 60s, no, wait I was born in the 70s-nevermind….
Someone may want to say “hello”, but not know how to get the ball rolling.
WELL, THEY COULD ALWAYS COMMENT ON MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR, MY BEAUTIFUL BROWN EYES, MY FLAWLESS SKIN, MY BODY BEAUTIFUL…
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About 19 million Americans live in “manufactured housing”—that amounts to nearly 8 percent of America’s housing stock. But they don’t get much respect from those who live in conventional housing. Consider, for example, James Carville’s legendary comment about Paula Jones: “Drag a hundred-dollar bill through a trailer park, and you’ll never know what you’ll find.” Then imagine the public outcry if Carville had said “housing project” instead of “trailer park.” That stigma remains potent today, as shown by the Oscar-winning Million Dollar Baby’s depiction of its heroine’s “trailer trash” family.
Comment by Mobile Home Dealer — June 27, 2005 #
I can’t comment on the strange profiles, but I do know roofs. And I am not one of those guys with no shirt on, a ball cap, and sunglasses.
Comment by Pittsburgh Roofing Contractor — June 27, 2005 #