Facebook allows for anyone to buy advertisement, fair enough. I don’t care what is advertised, really, because 10/10 I’m not interested. I think over time each of us has developed a jaded filter towards advertisements, just like girls do to oncoming advances. Advertisers/tactless men would have a better shot if they changed their approaches completely. Anyways.
I just saw this and had to say something.
This made me laugh. Outwardly. Not because it’s gay, because it is an ad for gay men who are seeking other gay men online and furthermore need help on the rules. We ALL need help on the rules, and were I a gay man I wouldn’t need a Tom Welling look-alike and a push to find the guy of my dreams online.
Having said that, I visited the site.
I took interest in one particular rule, which says to not try to date a straight guy. Really? Were I a gay man I’d have to go visit a site to find out that straight men may not want to date me?
Then I see there are other areas of the site with topics like “Big Beautiful Women Chat and Dating Online” and “How To Meet Someone Tonight”.
I grammar policed the Big Beautiful and found out they don’t like wearing “bating” suits on first dates. Who wears a bathing suit on a first date? Only way I’m wearing bathing suit on a first date is if for some reason she is extremely sexual, overbears me with it, and after a shower invitation I turn into Anthony Michael Hall in Weird Science
Weird Science is a great movie. If you haven’t seen it, I recommend it, and enjoy seeing Bill Paxton as younger/uglier/Twister-less.
Anyways, the basic rule is, there are no rules. There are some hints, some tips people can give you, but everyone is different. There is no 100% sure-fire method, because you may be screwed going out the gate. Maybe she is into blondes, in which case your dark hair shuts you off immediately. Maybe she is “emotionally unavailable” (probably not the LLC anyways, so move along).
Be yourself, just be the best version of yourself. All a person can do is try to shove all their known flaws under the rug and hope for the best. Don’t believe me? Then next time you have someone of the opposite sex over to your place, don’t shove all your shit in the closet or under the bed. Don’t wear the “sexy” underwear because you think he might see it. But we all do, because we want to be liked in turn. (Try our best, not wear sexy underwear, so stop picturing me in a French cut)
Anyways, I’m rambling. Visit the site for interesting reads, it’s funny and informative at times.
