Win an actual date with Dolce
Right. So thank you all for the kind offers. (You bunch of pimps.) But, if I’m putting myself out there, then, dammit, I’m putting myself out there.
(*deep breath*)
So. I will go for a drink with any one who is game to go for a drink with me.
Must be vaguely intelligent. Not like “Intellegent_162â€, who clearly isn’t. (And no, it’s not a good pun. It just looks like a spelling mistake.) No serious addictions (including nicotine and alcohol. Social indulgers, fine). Sense of humour (that isn’t just puerile or facile) a definitely must. Knowing what the words puerile and facile mean, without having to F7 them, a bonus. If he’s read Kerouac, Tolkien or Pirsig, all the better, but Wilbur Smith and Clive Custler are fine too. Someone who’ll laugh if my mother talks about masturbation. Not that I’ll subject them to my mother. Ever. But just in case. Someone who’s more into a picnic or dinner with mates than an all-night waster-session. Oh, and no one who can’t handle a little public affection. Or the occasional skinny dip.
Ag, okes. You know me. Little loud. Little theatrical. Little strange. Eclectic tastes. Just as likely to be coo’ing over a baby as chatting to the metal heads in the tattoo parlor. And I’m going to want to go to the Opera from time to time. The ballet too. And while I won’t force it on anyone, I’ll get pissed of if they get grumpy if I go anyway, on my own. I’ll give anyone a chance, as long as they’re not boring or stupid. Or a member of the AWB or something. And I’m not ever going to be arm candy, so warn the poor buggers. Patricia Lewis I are not.
But enough. Lets move on to the actual nitty gritty.
So, how’s this. Give any interested guys my email addy: ladolcevitasa@yahoo.com. It’s up to them. We’ll chat. If it’s mutually ok, and we both don’t feel like complete twits, we’ll meet for a drink.
And just a thought. Use it, don't use it. It might be better to not tell them about the ‘mark. That way I can blog about it. And it’s less awkward, as Dex so succinctly put it.
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so, dolce
can we charge?
*runs*
Mmmm. What's my cut?
*ponders*
cut?
man - i was just getting into pimp-mode. bought the red furry dice for my car... wearing bling.
and you want a cut?
Gazza
Stop lurking and write us something beautiful. Pretty please?
Ja Gary
Stop lurking. Blog something wilya!
Dear Lord Woman
Don't forget that large jock strap.
We wouldn't want to scare off the would be 'suitors'.
Well, let the games begin...
* Flutter sits back, puts her feet up and reaches for the popcorn... *
Jeez Fluts
Not like I don't already feel like a sideshow.
*rolls eyes*
PS what was that little scrap with Franks about? Am I allowed to ask?
Dolce
Please now be serious! (How do you get the f7 thingy to work?)
Vapour
shut up and let me sit on your lap.
Okay
Dolce but no monkeying around. (Aleady gave you a banana or is it a ba na na na today)
Righton Dolce...will be sourcing shortly!
Arbchick