17 February, 2011

What. The. Fuck.

So I'm trying a different dating site.  And I got a message from this guy.  I'm just going to put his profile picture up.  It says more than anything I could write.

Yes, that is a diaper.

I kid you not. Apparently he's a truck driver.

Now, I gave up a reaonably okay marriage because I didn't want children.  So I'll be damned if I'm changing my boyfriend's nappy.  Fortunately, he's something of a rarity, and I'm also courting a rather dashing young author.  A real one, who's published and everything.  Thank god.  Now excuse me while I go pour bleach into my eyes to get this image off my retinas.

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