August 28, 2008

The Grim Meathook Social Scene

Filed under: doom,future,losers — mhoye @ 6:24 pm

Telephone Pole

I just got some junk mail (the old paper kind, how retro!) that came in an envelope advertising a “Free Gas Card” and containing an invitation to join some matchmaking/dating thing. Apparently defraying the cost of gas is now considered a stronger incentive than a healthy relationship or the prospect of sex.

FYI: We’re all doomed.


  1. Well, they have to seed the dating pool with some high-quality specimens, right?

    So probably the mail was mis-addressed.

    Comment by Mike Kozlowski — August 28, 2008 @ 6:49 pm

  2. “There are at least four things wrong with this sentence.”

    Comment by mhoye — August 28, 2008 @ 8:56 pm

  3. I got a personal call from a matchmaking service not too long ago.

    She offered me 12 blind dates over the course of the next year, for the low price of $5500.

    Apparently, her stable is full of fillies, and I passed up a great opportunity.

    Comment by Quotation — August 29, 2008 @ 10:21 am

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