There's some odd folk on MySpace*... and they're hounding my female friends!
Take the following message:
"Would you dare take a bath wearing a business suit and send me some photos of you doing it please?"
- Now, maybe I'm in the minority here, but I would much prefer to ask young ladies to take a bath wearing naught but their birthday suit and send me the photo's!
Still, whatever floats your boat. Or rubber ducky. Mayhap cost cutting ShopGoblins were most upset to find nubile nudie nymphos in bathtubs bellowing for shampoo - maybe he was trannvesting it up in the linen basket by donning her business suit before joining her in the tub.
Who can say?
And as for them Turkish blokes:
"I much like your picture you are very beatiful and you are most sexy woman I have ever seen are we can be friend? I very see to want your hot body we to meet and we do cybersex"- What?!?! OK, they start off well, but what's with this "meet and do cybersex"?
Surely the point of cybersex is that it's cyber, in some virtual reality. You're not supposed to actually meet - you get your avatars nobbing each other, or enter some HoloBrothel donned in a cybersuit so that you can get rogered by Carol Phwoarrderman on Cuntdown whilst a CGI Richard Whitely pervs over the proceedings.
It's like driving over to a friends house with your laptop so you can eMail them!
How come I never get such comments from hot nympho tottie? There must be some sex starved harlot out there with a penchant for bloated gormsters that talk nowt but verbal shite?
Well, anything's possible...
* WOTCHA MEAN, XYM'S ONE OF THEM....?
