w4m: Hi. I accidentally walked into the Starbucks men's restroom yesterday. It was at the Bridgeway Drive location, at around 4 pm. Could the gentlemen at urinals 4, 7, and 12 give me a call?
Carol (717) 682-50--

p.s. #5, you're flying standby. Read More »

W4Whomever:

My name’s Gretchen and I live at 1228 Feldling Drive, Brisbane, CA. Read More »

WANTED: Read More »

October 31^st, 1806

Josephine,

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November 3^rd, 1978

Sabrina, My Sun, My Life!

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October 10^th, 1806

Josephine,

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March 12^th, 1948

Cher Beatrice,

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September 18^th, 1978

My Love, My Light, My Sabrina!

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I ask Assistant Manager Matt Feinard to cover my register for a quick bathroom break. He, of course, refuses, citing his excuse: “I'm sorry, Buddy, but I’m really really busy.” I nod and when he turns, take a dump in the grocery bag of the next customer, charging them $7.99 for the pleasure. Read More »

Hi, I approached you at Tin Lizzie’s and I offered to buy you a drink (Vodka Tonic, if I remember). You told me to go to Hell.

Well, I’m fucking here…now what?

Todd 312-661-90--

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Hi. Gretchen, it’s Steve. As you probably know from the phone calls and freeway billboards, I’m madly in love with you. I have been for a number of degrading and tortuous years. 787 days, 10 hours, and 6 minutes, actually. Yes, it’s that kind of torture—the one where you count the days and hours and minutes of your maniacal depression. Read More »

M4W
For the blind cutie eating out at Bennigans last night:

I was the 5’8”…I mean, 6’3” acne-riddled…sorry, tanned heartthrob—with rail-thin…ahem...athletic arms and a broken…I mean, perfect smile.
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The Lady in Leather Skirt and Boots w/ the banging body on Telegraph,
Okay, so you’re not a whore (yet). But I’m telling you, we could make some big money together…set your own hours; work from home!

--Wolf (The 1200 block of Telegraph)

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This is for Mandy at Mulligan’s last night: As I was about to say before your boyfriend started sling-shot-ing punches to my face, my name is Peter. Hi.

--Peter

p.s. He seems violent. You should dump him.
Give me a call and we’ll talk about it. Read More »