The penultimate thing you see before you die
OK, so remember how I posted a while ago about the last thing you see before you die?
Well, this is the second to last thing you see:
This treasure has the following to say for himself, which is truly chilling*:
[the first things people notice about him are]
my eyes…my stare…my presence…and then later my laugh..
Translated from serial-killer speak to regular-person speak (a.k.a. “reading between the ellipses”) you get the following:
[the first things people notice about him are]
my eyes (peering in under their mini-blinds.) my stare, (unblinking and soulless as I plot their doom.) my presence (at the foot of their bed when they wake, screaming.) and then later my laugh (as the dismemberment begins.)
*and no, I normally don’t put this stuff up in unprotected posts, because it’s mean. But srsly, this guy is going to end up on the news with a headline involving a body count. It’s just a matter of time. Don’t act like you don’t know it’s true.
Also, there are so many fucking creeps online I can’t even start to deal with it. This guy tried to message me the other night, and I had read his stupid-ass profile before and knew he was a douche – but this part of it kills me.
“I DONT LIKE opposites. I DO want me, with tits and a puss of course.”
Check, one titty-bearing, pussy-having douchetard, coming right up.
Filed under: crime, dating drama, the feck? | Comments (6)6 Responses to “The penultimate thing you see before you die”
Leave a Reply
That first guy says to me, Red Dragon.
And then I talked to a guy who didn’t notice how FUCKED everything was about the pic, and just said it was a guy in enviable shape but very hairy.
Boys are so different.
[...] blog had a large sub-section of horrific dating profile posts. (remember this guy? Or this one? Or this serial killer? Or my favorite “piss off the porch lifestyle” guy?[midway through that [...]