Chat request sluts
And not only is there my devilish handsomeness, I am sure that they can tell from reading all my posts that I am a real ladies man. And speaking of hombre material, there is Carla Cepedo, who wrote me to say, “Hola! Finally, we have Laura Hill, who wrote to say hi and to ask how I am doing, cause, you know, she is concerned about how a 59-year-old guy on Facebook that she never saw before is doing. And so being the polite kind of guy I am, I answer.
If you happen to purely by accident find yourself looking at any of the images of these social media harlots, take a look at the likes and comments to their photos. Pointing out the Facebook whores is probably a violation of Facebook’s notoriously psychotic community standards. I actually said it because all of this reminds me of how grateful I am for the red pill community. A comparative drop in the bucket compared to the masses of trained seals clapping their flippers together in hopes to be tossed a piece of stinky herring, even as they insist that they are strong, independent men.We were not trying to trap people or be dishonest; really, I just wanted to see if girls are ever able to exist on a place like Tinder without being harassed.Not too much to ask from a site that’s created for meeting new people, right? Most days, the only question I have is how many of them are whores. I guess I average about three to five friend requests a day, sometimes more. Must be one hell of a burden being that good to so many people. And not a day goes by that I don’t unfriend one or two of them who write to strike up a conversation and get to know me cause I am just the kind of man they have always dreamed of.My policy has always been to just automatically approve them. You know, I said, “Finally, we have Laura Hill.” I have to admit that is a lie. And like I said, I really do get it, because you know, women that look like this are all over me everywhere I go.