Alright, Tinder has yet to stop being fun. Being in a different state means a ton of new matches. I want to bring all of these guys home to meet my parents, or at least share them with all of you.
Let's look at my new potential partners.
|Recently dumped by LaFawnduh|
|One word. Yum.|
|I feel like this guy would be really into anal.|
And can we talk about these pick up lines? These are solid gold. Marry me, all of you.
If Tinder is good for anything, it's feeding the delusion that I can cause random Tinder boys to believe in love at first sight. For about two minutes.
In a much more interesting turn of events, Tinder has spat back a number of interesting people worth continuing to talk to, which means, of course, I will continue to blog.