Strange dog accessories, partner sought for pretzel-baking business … in Costa Rica, a meetup group for singles with herpes and uniquely Philly mating rituals (including flexing like Rocky). All is well (and weird) on Craigslist.
Question: when weird is de rigueur, does it become normal? Because a good deal of this stuff is starting to look a whole lot less freaky to me.
Well … at least they’re honest?
Never reply to a personal ad that begins with the phrase “was watching you catch some z’s.”
Isn’t the point of taking your dog for a walk the WALKING part?
Maybe to find someone who doesn’t peruse his web history while he sleeps?
I predict this class will be a rip-off … and I haven’t even taken my first session yet!
Missed connection with the grim reaper?
More like “aspiring fetishist.”
And what would be considered “business dress” for an “erotice roleplayer”?
There really is a singles group for everything these days.
Is there a shortage of knowledgeable pretzel-bakers in Costa Rica, or are you pulling my leg?
Spoken like a true delicate East Falls flower. Grow some balls, braces.
Try calling a cab. Way less rapey.
Reality shows are really scraping the bottom of the barrel these days, huh?
Apparently, “putting your arms up like Rocky and flaunting your physique” is an accepted mating ritual in some parts of the city (*cough Kensington cough*)
This guy is really into fun. In case you couldn’t tell.
So people seriously use these?
Pretty sure when you let your dog out and it doesn’t come back, you can generally assume it’s lost, not stolen.
EMERGENCY! TREE DOWN!! ALL I HAVE IS THIS DAMN CHAINSAW!!! HOW COULD I POSSIBLY FIX IT MYSELF!!!?!!
Who the hell does this bitch think she is, wanting to park in her own damn garage?