There are girls waiting to meet me!

At least that's what the site said.

I was browsing photographs, as you do on a lazy Sunday afternoon when, down the side of one of the pages, appeared a series of images of scantily clad and panting girls groping their breasts. Apparently these beauties were from my local village, and each was waiting to chat to me, date me and much, much more.

Wahoo!

All these girls in my local village, and all want to meet me for adult dating! How lucky am I?!

But, wait a moment. My village has about 200 people in it, most over the age of 50. There are probably about 20 girls that are of dating age, and unfortunately, this being Norfolk, England, they are all rather spherical. In fact I'm sure that none of them look anything like the girlies on the screen.

So much for being able to look up your location from your IP address and show location relevant adverts! Call Trading Standards, petition parliament, its a con, but oh, then I'd have to tell them where I saw the ad .... hmm...never mind...

Damn, there goes my secret affair with a young wannabe starlet who can't find a good man.

What a bummer!

Rachel T who is definitely not from round here.