Black, White, Puerta Rican, everybody just a freaking
Do I need an Asian wife?! Does a Lohan love bronzer? Of course, I need an Asian wife! (I don’t need an Asian wife).
I know this isn’t an m4m, but c’mon people. I mean C’MON! Myspace marketeers (or whatever teh Internets are calling them these days) used some screwy algorithms to determine that I am apparently a redneck. Gory, first person shooters? Check. Ad for an Asian wife? Check. Thank you, sponsored link. However did you know my loneliness and barely contained misanthropy were coming to a head?
My most favoritest part of the whole thing is the site that is finding me an Asian wife has a 10 year history in ‘the biz’ of indentured servitude…er, I mean, matchmaking. Of course, that’s total bullshit. I don’t even think the Internet existed 10 years ago. Back then we called them “mail order brides” and they were war refugees. Oh, the times they are a changin’!
Ok, more disgusting m4m’s to come, just thought I’d cleanse the ol’ palette with some orange tanner and not-so-subtle racism.
