Ultimately, they didn't end up as funny as I had originally thought. They started out funny, sure, but the next morning they were all not as funny as a whole or just too mean sounding. And when blogger decided to futz out, I kinda had second thoughts on the matter.
Here's the hypothetical entry as to why I would like to make out with Toby. I'm pretty sure he doesn't read this blog anyway. Judge for yourself as to why I didn't post it.
What blogger do you have a crush on? VividBlurry
What attracts you to this blogger? I like lushes with gay-looking hair.
If you had a night with this blogger, what would your dream date be like? We would go to an all-you-can-eat-buffet. After his third trip, I would make a comment about his weight. He would excuse himself to the bathroom, where I would go in and lick the tears rolling down his cheeks. I would cum in my pants.
If this blogger were available, what would your come-on line be? My name is Bob, and I'm an alcoholic. Hi, Bob
Why do you think this blogger would prefer you over another? I have a handle of vodka in my freezer with his name on it.
See what I mean? It's mildly amusing, but ultimately it's not as funny as I would like it to be, and more catty than I like to be. I've only talked to one of the bloggers online, and haven't met any of them, so it would be so big of a deal, but over half of them read to me, and I'd hate for them to get pissed off and remove me from their blogroll. At any rate, eight or nine of those spoofs in a row got to be too much, and they just didn't have the same 'punch' to them as I would have liked.
There were funny moments, but they were few and far between. Like, the reason I thought one blogger (who I judge to be coasting on his looks and definitely not his brains) would prefer a date with me is that if he swallowed my manjuice, he would gain 10 points to his IQ. Or the bloging duo whom I would strip naked and have them wrestle in oil for the chance to date me, and as they lie panting on the floor exhausted, I would jerk off on their faces. Or I would set up an elaborate roleplay with one blogger and make him clean my room before I would touch him. Or the reason why one blogger would choose me over the others is that he's easy and my cock's kinda thick. Or the pick up line to one blogger would be to ask whether the bad dye job included his pubes, and as part of our date, I would take a pernament marker and draw on the chest hair that he religiously waxes. Or my reason to date one blogger was that I had been having trouble falling asleep lately, and in real life I would be out like a light.
And now I bet you guys all want to know who I was talking about. Well, nyah.
