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In cautarea alesului...experiente pe hi5 episodul 1


Ceea ce veti gasi in articolele din aceasta serie se refera la un personaj pe care l-am creat in ideea unei parodii.
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Si intru eu pe hi5.com In lumea mea si a prietenilor mei, dupa cum spune chiar titlul site-ului. In lumea mea n-am gasit un barbat cu care sa vreau sa fac casa. Poate in lumea prietenilor mei. Vorba-aceea, e bine sa iti gasesti pe cineva “de incredere”.

Primul pas ca sa-mi gasesc alesul a fost sa dau un “search”. Sigur, pentru ca sunt o fata care tine la detalii, am ales “advanced search” :))) Booon, sa-i dam bataie!

Varsta. Am verificat, minorii n-au ce sa caute. Mi-a placut cel mai mult optiunea “just look around”. Sa ma uit dupa ce? Pai sa-mi fac prieteni sau sa imi dau intalniri, nu? Altfel de ce mi-as face cont? Oricum, da bine sa pui “just look around”. E ca in magazinele in care intri, te zgaiesti la produse si apoi nu cumperi nimic. “Doriti ceva?” se aude vocea deja sacaita a vanzatoarei. “Nu, doar ma uit.” (Nu prea am alta treaba astazi, asa ca pierd vremea.)

La capitolul tari m-am blocat. Wow, uitasem cate sunt. Mi-am zis sa aleg ceva exotic. Daca mai aud de vreun George, Marian sau Andrei, imi explodeaza capul. Asa…si enter!

Doamneeee! Cred ca am nimerit prost. M-a redirectionat catre site-ul Chippendales! Ce-i cu astia, e asa cald la ei? Doar am selectat Canada! O gramada de piepturi goale, care de care mai “constipate” doar-doar or prinde vreo musca intre pliuri. Pardon, patratele. Ia sa intram pe profilul unui macho canadian si sa vedem ce superputeri are. …”Date women, date men”… Prietene, te hotarasti din ce tabara vrei sa faci parte?

Sa vedem altul. Uite, un salvamar cu vaste cunostinte in cromoterapie: s-a pozat intr-un chilot rosu, ca sa il iubeasca fetele si ca sa nu-l deoache cineva. Draga Anthony, fereste-te de tauri, le-ai putea parea delicios !

Mai departe…Frank, Kyle, Co (altul care face poze a` la Rambo varianta porno)….Binh Dang-cum? Binh-cum? Tie nici nu-ti pot pronunta numele…

Am obosit. Am sa incerc sa-mi gasesc alesul si maine. Am sa selectez Japonia.

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  1. seducerofsevilleFebruary 23, 2010 at 2:21 AM

    Poti incerca si facebook domnisoara :)
    Se mai schimba putin flora si fauna.

    Sau poate un pahar de vin rosu, si din Frank, Kyle & Co va ramane doar fat frumos calare pe un cal ... pardon Mercedes ... alb.

    Recomand Feteasca Neagra...

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 23, 2010 at 12:14 PM

    Cauta totusi in Romania :-P , tre sa avem si noi ceva bun , si de ce nu in Bucuresti, daca tot vrei sa te si intalnesti cu respectivul :d , bafta ....

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  3. AlexMarch 14, 2010 at 8:06 PM

    :)) Hey... eu sunt din bucuresti si nu ma gasesti nici pe facebook si nici pe hi5.... dar imi poti vizita blogul :)) Spor la cautat :)

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