Gotta love a two-some…

This is going to be a 2-fer blog day.

First there is this bit of wisdom which is a continuation of yesterday’s blog:

From: 4*******s
Subject: RE:RE:Hi Sent Date: 7/29/2010 5:58:00 PM

So that's it then? This is going no further? That sucks.

Wait… So let me get this straight. You continuously mock something that was a big enough part of my life that I chose to put it on my profile, THEN you chastised me for not asking you about yourself. And now you are pissed that I didn’t reply. Sorry, I was a BIT taken aback by the continued talking down to & belittling and if I HAD replied you certainly wouldn’t have liked my response. Unfortunately, what this message screams is that not only are you TOTALLY inconsiderate (as noted by your continued digging yourself deeper and deeper) but apparently you are a PUSSY as well.

And as I said to the friend I practically sexually assaulted (ok, I grabbed his ass) on a train platform this morning (you know you loved it honey, but I’m very glad I am shorter than you and am smart enough to duck) “If I wanted a pussy I’d get a cat.”

And then there is this, which is something I wrote as a wrestler, and later updated for dating sites. I was telling the friend I was messing with this morning about it and figured I’d post it for everyone’s reading enjoyment:

Let’s get some shit straight, shall we?

I felt the need to repost this after some of the creative messages and IM's I've received over the last few days. While some of the people I have spoken to have restored my faith in there being some NORMAL people on this site, others make me wonder when the asylum will realize they are AWOL...

This is basically directed towards some of the more cretin-ish things I have experienced on this site...

1. I am not some stupid fucking whore who will jump at the chance to sleep with you because you are a legend in your own fucking mind. Sorry, NOT FUCKING HAPPENING! I honestly could careless that you are a GOD in your own fucking feeble mind. And considering I have seen some of the rats that a lot of guys are ready & willing to hook up with, I would rather masturbate with a cheese grater then have you touch me, ESPECIALLY if I don’t know ANYTHING about you (see below).

2. I despise being touched by people I don't know. The idea of it makes me physically ill. My idea of hell on earth is going to a concert and having sweaty people I don't know pressing up against me. But I am HUGELY affectionate with my close friends (those I consider family), and I will tolerate being touched by adequateness. Therefore, this means, I will not just fall into bed with you. I will take the time to figure out if you are actually WORTH me sleeping with. I don't need a "warm body" in my bed, and I especially don't need "someone to take care of me". I have done quite well for myself, ON MY OWN for the past 7 years. I am looking for an equal. Someone I'd be willing to give up my freedom for. I have found that trait in 2 people from here. Neither of them know it either. And, by the way, I know as soon as I meet someone whether the touching issue will be a problem.

3. I have tits! Holy Shit! I carry them around with me every fucking day. In fact, I even RUN WITH THEM! I have noticed this, and I don't need them pointed out. I also don't need them spoken to. Pointing out that I have tattoos near them just makes you look really fucking STUPID! I paid for the fucking tattoos! I know they are there. And yes, to get this goddamn question out of the way my tits are fucking real. And NO, you can't fucking play with them. In fact let me note, yet again: I WOULD RATHER HAVE MY SKIN PEELED OFF AND THEN BE DIPPED IN A 10% BLEACH SOLUTION THEN HAVE A 90% OF THE SCUMBAGS WHO HAVE SENT SOME SORT OF "CREATIVE" MESSAGE IN MY DIRECTION, TOUCH ME.

4. If you repeatedly tell me that I really need to sleep with you after I have repeatedly told you NO, you automatically become a massive annoyance. You will continue to get the same goddamn answer: Bugging me about it just makes me think you are desperate and knocks you even lower on my mental ladder of life forms. In fact, it puts you on the rung between dog shit/pedophile and pond scum/Date Rapist.

5. I know I am extremely flexible. I have been doing Yoga for 10 years. I'd assume by now that I could bend my body into contortions that could make a PORN STAR blush, and do so at least 3 times a week, EVERY WEEK. Telling me I should come over and you will show me some "NEW YOGA POSITIONS" is about as creative as telling me, when you find out I am a Pro-Wrestler, "Wanna wrestle? I'll let you win..." It was amusing the first time I was told that. Now it just gives me a strong desire to kick your ass and leave you bleeding on a wrestling mat while I stand over you and laugh.

6. Kindly think LONG AND HARD about what you are writing when you message me. If it is something you wouldn't appreciate your daughter or little sister getting, do us BOTH a favor, and DON'T FUCKING SEND IT! I am getting really tired of having to block douche bags who take one look at my pictures, and send me some sort of crude message. I don’t give a flying fuck what my pictures make you want to do to me or to yourself. I attempt to be nice and reply, simply because I feel it is good manners. And then I get the same fucking STUPID question, "So what kind of stuff are you into?" How `bout you save me the time from my busy day and actually READ MY PROFILE instead of just jumping to conclusions by my pictures.

7. I am really not interested in threesomes, or dallying with someone who is taken (and isn't poly). If I wanted to do EITHER of the aforementioned things, I have PLENTY of friends I can hit up. End of story. None of you troglodytes thus far are hot enough, intelligent enough & rich enough to make me even think twice about involving myself in that kind of drama. I am more than happy to become friends, but I really am not interested in becoming the other woman.

8. (This was taken directly from a blog I posted when I was wrestling 2-3 times a week, but it gets the point across) Don't attempt to impress me with how "cool" you are. I don't fucking care. I don't go for muscle-bound meatheads who insist on living in a fantasy world. Talk to me when you have a real fucking job, a brain, and some common fucking courtesy. Treating me like shit cause "I am a female in a male dominated business" won't get me all hot & wet and ready to jump your bones in all sorts of nasty and degrading fashions. I work in a male dominated business in the real world, and guess what jackasses...that shit don't fly in the "real world". Sexual harassment lawsuits are extremely expensive. Unfortunately, you fucking retarded assholes have been working in this absolutely incredible FANTASY WORLD WHERE THIS SHIT IS OK!

Hopefully this will clear up some massive misconceptions you Neanderthal assholes have.

Have a nice day & kindly leave me out of your perverted fantasies.

Yup... Once an asshole, always an asshole.