You furvert, you

My last post seems to have inspired a wave of sympathy from friends and well-wishers who obviously feel that I should not be left to my own devices in finding love. In this recent email, Heidi offers an intriguing proposition:

Hey P,
If you have any interest in being set up with that hot 36 year old psych professor I told you about before, let me know.

(Note: Vital statistics and copious words of praise for hot psych prof omitted to protect the innocent)

Anyway, after a very successful set up, I am itching to do it again, but feel free to say no way, crazy lady. After all, he could be one of those people who likes to dress up in furry cartoon character outfits and do the deed with other cartoon characters. I think they are called furries.
love,
H


I am inclined to say yes, just to find out.


What it has come to