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Internet Love Stories

Can someone please tell me why there are people out there who believe they've fallen in love after chatting with someone for a week? First off, what is there to love? All you know is what the person has chosen to tell you. And, secondly, if you're so desperate that you think love happens in a week, you need to unplug the machine and live in the real world for a while.

An Internet relationship is so easy compared to a face-to-face love. On the "Net you don't have to bathe, comb your hair, brush your teeth or put on clothes. You never have to leave your house. You can be a fat, sweaty, greasy old man and still seem like a mass "stud".

Or, you can have hair all over your body, have webbed toes and gills and come off as a Super Model. And, ya know what? That 18 year old Blonde BombShell you've been cybering with, is a bomb shell because she's built like an empty shell casing. There's no 36DD in there. There's no 28 inch waist. No shapely, hourglass figure.

And ladies... That gorgeous super stud you've been 'Net dating... the one who's so sexy and romantic, with the body of Fabio, face of Adrian Paul and mind of Einstien... He's really a 50 year old dyke who can't get a date IRL. (In Real Life)

Oh, and don't trust pictures, friends. Pictures can be faked and altered VERY easily. It's so very simple to post a pic of a friend, saying it's really you.

The next time you're talking to that fox from LA who works out every day, remember that song from Aerosmith "Sweet Emotion". In the video, you find out that this kid who's been having phone sex with a gorgeous chick, is really talking to an old, fat housewife with a bunch of screaming rugrats.

Lies are easy to come by. Love is a choice.

Make your decision wisely.

Til next time...