I am always wary when celebrities want to get into the dating game. Their sites are always stupid expensive and the selection is dependably motley. A new one popped up, and for poops and grins I thought I would sign up. But there was a glitch, so I couldn't. A few months later I would see the ad again and try again. I would get through the sign up and expect not to be able to communicate with anyone without paying at least $30 for a month. This was the case. But I was curious about the selection and who they would match me with.
I sent out winks and what not to see if anyone would respond, but of course the way the site is set up unless I pay the $30 I won't know. At least some sites let you see who winked, so you can at least say 'oooh the cute guy winked back, let me get my credit card.' This way you pay and you see that Grady and Fred Sanford have sent you e mails.
Enter sad trombone.
So I get one of those 'here are your matches' e mails and open it up and I kid you not; I went into full in Bernie Mac mode when I saw who was in there. "Awww LORD!" I think I even winced. Three members of Levert, Samuel L Jacksons much heavier brother, and Danny Trejo's cousin were waiting for me.
These are my matches?
You will NEVER get that $30 out of me.
Contemplating taking my profile out of dogtown.
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