POF, POF, Pass...
Greetings my loyal Delconians- and welcome back! Before I start giving all of your reading eyes the business, I would just like to send out a heart-felt apology to each and every one of you for abandoning you when you needed us most. Summer was winding down, the bitter cold of the Fall air was only matched by the cold gaze of your boss as he caught you sleep jerking at your desk...again. When the times were really tough and you needed a cyber friend to turn to, we failed to be there. We failed to deliver those laughs, those cries, those spiritual enlightenments that you had become accustomed to receiving from TTAD on a daily basis. For this I am truly sorry, but you have my word that it will surely happen again, so don't get too attached this time.
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Now, I like to consider myself a bit of a renaissance man, that is, I try to stay ahead of the curve. I basically invented deep-fried Oreo's. The first case of Budweiser Selects sold in PA was purchased by myself and Bunny. I bought a Kevin Kolb jersey the day he was drafted. Hell, I was doing coke back in 7th grade. Basically, when I tell you something is cool, its pretty fucking cool.
That being said, what I am about to share with you may seem a bit, oh I don't know...pathetic, sleazy, even 'Scumbag of the Week' worthy perhaps. But believe me when I tell you, Plentyoffish.com is a god damn pussy gold mine!