Some of your attacks have been entertaining.
Some of your socks too.
But really?
We live in an age that normal people, even male cat ladies, meet their spouses first online. Considering the odds of your getting indicted, tried and prosecuted are much, much, much more higher than the average male cat lady, there is even hope for you to find a spouse. You might even find one in prison.
May I suggest you might hook up with and date Susan whom you frequently white knight for or perhaps Nicole or Julie? Maybe Louise. Similar interests of fire-starting, bullying, destroying things and people as you do. No?
Let’s talk about your rightwing extremist homophobic attitude, because that seems to be limiting your dating prospects given your current circle of friends and future probable incarceration.
You do know that some of your male single purpose hate account colleagues that happen to be also single, have been swooning since they looked your picture up?
I get that you far-right MAGA3X types really have a disdain for happy people, especially those that have same-sex attraction because maybe you are afraid one of them is going to take advantage of you or something. Still, its harsh weaponizing same-sex attraction when many of your friends find romance isn’t only looking at themselves naked or posting profile pics of their crotches.
While I am straight (Sorry Jan) I don’t have insecurities about my sexuality, the size of my package (Sorry Michelangelo), my aging, ability to tie my shoes or faith (Sorry Susan and Remi), my race, my intelligence, my politics, my friends, my past or present, my job, my past jobs, my disabilities (sorry Mike), your taking my Twitter account, or really anything. Unlike you guys that have a host of insecurities, I am happy with who I am, a fully self-actualized person that doesn’t get off on causing other people trauma.
(That includes Grammar Nazis like the one yesterday I banned for spamming my boards being wrong on about half of the things they suggested.)
Now to answer a question.
Yes, I met my wife online first before meeting her in person months later on summer break.
I wanted a spouse that was highly intelligent, I wouldn’t dominate, that enjoyed being around me despite all my quirks. I dated a lot, like over fifty different women after finishing up college, with a small number of those going on for a few months. I wasn’t that picky with whom I took out. Many were older than I, such as Ginger whom I dated about nine months. One was straight out of High School and married just after I had been dating her for about six-weeks and stopped (she was dating five of us at the same time it turned out). Tall girls, short girls, skinny girls, plus size. In all that dating, I only felt crushed once when a girl broke things off. Most of these girls I met at school, church, or at work. Some were blind dates. About five of them I met online before taking them out.
My wife was a perfect match for me despite her being halfway around the world.
She had just been accepted into a Master’s program, which she rejected just to meet me without telling me until we had been married for six months. That along with her being fluent in five languages, having a four-year college degree at nineteen put her in a league among women who had her pick of viable suitors.
One guy was eventually an NFL backup who blew his chances sending her a nude photo. Another a prominent Las Vegas magician, whose ex had burned his mansion down. Two pilots. A very handsome doctor from a very wealthy family. The jerk college Volleyball/Basketball player every girl save she wanted. My wife could have picked any of them, yet she chose me.
Yeah I am lucky.
I married the brainy college cheerleader beauty queen.
Yes Remi,
My wife is young, highly intelligent, very attractive, makes more than you do (likely double) and frankly way out of your league, hence I suggested Susan. She is well suited for you, better than cats.
She is single, you white knighted her and you two have so many common interests like destroying Western Democracy and institutions. But you being a male cat lady might be a non-starter for her.
And Remi,
Those things you are describing are called dresses. Women wear them.
Perhaps Susan is out of your league too. Maybe you should try dating a computer simulation or pixelated woman?
https://www.ndtv.com/offbeat/japanese-man-who-married-fictional-character-in-2018-now-struggles-to-connect-with-her-2924199