They Call Me Naughty Lola: Personal Ads
If you're looking for a laugh-out-loud book to take with you on your long travels, this book should have been on your coffee table yesterday - it's a selection of personal ads from people who have probably given up hope on finding a romantic partner, but haven't forgotten their intelligent self-deprecating sense of humor. These ads are said to have brought about marriages, friendships and at least one divorce.
It's a great gift for anyone who loves a laugh.
You can feel the silly coming off from this little sample:
I like my women the way I like my kebab. Found by surprise after a drunken night out and covered in too much tahini. M, 32
Tonight, I am the hunter and you are my quarry. 117-year-old male Norfolk Viagra bootlegger finally in the mood for a bit of young totty. Which realistically could be any one of you with working hip joints and a minimum 20% lung capacity.
Blah, blah, whatever. Indifferent woman. Go ahead and write. See if I care. F, 28
Official greeter and face of Dalkeith Cheese Festival, 1974, seeks woman to 50 who is no stranger to failure, debt-consolidating mortgages and wool. M, 48
Romance is dead. So is my mother. Man, 42, inherited wealth.
List your ten favourite albums. I don't want to compare notes, I just want to know if there's anything worth keeping when we finally break up. Practical, forward-thinking man, 35.
Some chances are once in a lifetime. Not this one; I've been in the last 12 issues. M, 38