Funny ADS
Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 8:45 am
Hi guys,
Id'like to share with you some funny ads that i have found browsing the internet last night.
I don't know if all of them are real. Who knows, you may get some ideas for a webtease....
Have Fun.
CLASSIFIED
SWM seeks 300lb+ woman to sit and squash doughnuts on me.
Unemployed 52 yrs old SWM, lightly malformed bald and fat but with a brilliant personality looking for one ore more young attractive and voluptuous women for purpose of mere occasional sex. Don’t be shy!
Submissive male seeks dominant female with extensive knowledge of knots.
Perverted in a vegetative state looking for woman same requisites for challenging sex experiences.
SWM into chainsaws and hockey masks seek likeminded SWF. No weirdos, please.
Today may be your lucky day! I am a 52-years old SWM. I have a 12-year-old daughter that is my own, however, my former wife disappeared with her, two years ago somewhere in the Phillipines. I am an insurance agent and sold to myself large amounts of life insurance, which is very important now, in that I now have a spreading prostate cancer that is expected to kill me, within three years!
Angry, simple-minded, balding, partially blind ex-circus flipper boy with a passion for covering lovers in sour cream and gravy seeks exotic, heavily tattooed piercing fanatic, preferably hairy and stinky, either sex, for whippings, bizarre sex and fashion consulting. No freaks.
Bitter, unsuccessful middle aged loser wallowing in an unending sea of inert, drooping loneliness looking for 24 year old needy leech-like hanger-on to abuse with dull stories, tired sex and Herb Alpert albums.
Hideous-looking, obese, smelly, ill-tempered, lazy, cowardly, chronic, and a complete liar seeks total opposite.
TO THE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN AT THE STATION: I CANNOT FORGET YOU.
You come like an angel while I was trying to sleep on the bus station bench, you looked at me, choking on my odor, tripping over your purse trying to get away; and at the last moment, our eyes met. Yours were blue. I forgot to ask you: can I have a dollar?
JELLO BOY - SWM who likes to slowly fold canned fruit into jello, seeks female partner for distinctly American activities. Dirty pigeons need not respond.
Id'like to share with you some funny ads that i have found browsing the internet last night.
I don't know if all of them are real. Who knows, you may get some ideas for a webtease....
Have Fun.
CLASSIFIED
SWM seeks 300lb+ woman to sit and squash doughnuts on me.
Unemployed 52 yrs old SWM, lightly malformed bald and fat but with a brilliant personality looking for one ore more young attractive and voluptuous women for purpose of mere occasional sex. Don’t be shy!
Submissive male seeks dominant female with extensive knowledge of knots.
Perverted in a vegetative state looking for woman same requisites for challenging sex experiences.
SWM into chainsaws and hockey masks seek likeminded SWF. No weirdos, please.
Today may be your lucky day! I am a 52-years old SWM. I have a 12-year-old daughter that is my own, however, my former wife disappeared with her, two years ago somewhere in the Phillipines. I am an insurance agent and sold to myself large amounts of life insurance, which is very important now, in that I now have a spreading prostate cancer that is expected to kill me, within three years!
Angry, simple-minded, balding, partially blind ex-circus flipper boy with a passion for covering lovers in sour cream and gravy seeks exotic, heavily tattooed piercing fanatic, preferably hairy and stinky, either sex, for whippings, bizarre sex and fashion consulting. No freaks.
Bitter, unsuccessful middle aged loser wallowing in an unending sea of inert, drooping loneliness looking for 24 year old needy leech-like hanger-on to abuse with dull stories, tired sex and Herb Alpert albums.
Hideous-looking, obese, smelly, ill-tempered, lazy, cowardly, chronic, and a complete liar seeks total opposite.
TO THE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN AT THE STATION: I CANNOT FORGET YOU.
You come like an angel while I was trying to sleep on the bus station bench, you looked at me, choking on my odor, tripping over your purse trying to get away; and at the last moment, our eyes met. Yours were blue. I forgot to ask you: can I have a dollar?
JELLO BOY - SWM who likes to slowly fold canned fruit into jello, seeks female partner for distinctly American activities. Dirty pigeons need not respond.
