His 1st email to me:
Buongiorno! Come lei è la signora molto bello? mi chiamo il Renzo. il piacere è tutto il mio! (Hello, how are you? My name is Renzo, pleasures all mine!) You have such resplendent penetrating pensive eyes and this narcotically hypnotic aura of esoteric magnetism that you exude so seductively.... Naturally, I'm curious to delve your intriguing thoughts...What's the most important thing that men don't understand about women?
Ciao
Renzo
My response:
That they think they can send a bull shit email like you just sent me, and think that I'm impressed.
No thanks.
His email back:
Listen the only thing "about average" apropos of you is your lack of any dignity or respect. But hey, that's what trailer trash rednecks are for!
Well, all the same but If you ever get the chance to leave your pig farm, come to the city to 17th and Q street NW. There's a place called Hanks Oyster bar, and a circa 1880 white mansion right next to it with a $200K Silver hardtop convertible AMG parked out front. That's my car and my house...So its inherent that you're a jealous neurotic ennui obsessive compulsive, dismally low self esteemed hornswoggling obese dike. So be a good inbred and play with your pet pigs and chickens....and I'll keep playing with my sexy little model sluts every night of the cucci motherf*ckun poppin week!
Ciao
Renzo
P.S. You didn't date anyone in college because nobody in their right motherf*ckun mind would dare to give a slob like yourself so much as a "hello"!
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