Listen, Summercusp, you're very pretty and I'm sure a nice person. But I'm a happily married father of two. So please quit pestering me to chat with you or e-mail you or view your private photos when I log in to check my Yahoo e-mail.
You and your True.com friends are very persistent. But I'm not on the market anymore.
Since last month, you've even changed your personal likes to be more in line with mine. "Thrifting, horror movies and Scrabble" are certainly more appealing to me than "poetry and Mediterranean food," but I'm not going to be tempted.
Come on, I'm old enough to be your father. Find someone your own age.
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