I’ve received fifteen invitations today (so far), all of mid twenty girls, unhappy with their husbands or boyfriends. Usually their messages includes their perfect measures and a line like “My idiot boyfriend is out of town and I’m a little lonely.” All these young woman have a webcam, and they all want to do very nasty things to me. I can’t believe how lucky I actually am. If I would try to please them all, I sure would have to order Viagra from those online pharmacies that also keep sending me emails
All those girls, actually hundreds of them every month… But wait! When I go to their homepage to get in touch, I’m asked to enter my credit card information. And they want my money(!) Hey, your loved one is out of town, you claim that he is a jerk, and you actually expect me to pay to do YOU a favor? How come? Why don’t you offer me the money? And actually a flight ticket to Houston, Texas, or Chicago, your respective location, as I’m sitting in frosty Austria right now.
„Sigh”
I get the feeling that those girls don’t really want me. They want to make money out of male desires and stupidity. There is no Debbie, no Vivian or Cynthia, they are all fake! And as long as I have to send those emails to junk heaven every single day, I know that men are just men. And I am just one of them. Cause, if a hot girl would walk on me in a bar and say “My idiot boyfriend is out of town and I’m a little lonely” WITHOUT charging me, I might would consider sending her to seventh heaven, instead of junk heaven. Or just pinch myself and wake up!