that was, and still is, one of my most hated questions. it used to be a personal favourite of this one particular witch i worked under, circa 2015, whose personality and mannerisms can best be described as resembling an office carpet: wirey, dull, of no particular use to society at large and tactless in every way imaginable. i mean, what sort of monster habitually sends one-word email responses without so much as a fucking salutation?
i vividly recall the day i received an email from said witch with actual punctuation in it. like, i’m talking a real life exclamation mark. apart from almost falling off my chair, i decided to get it professionally framed. it’s hanging in my lounge.
anyway. i’ve veered—far, faaaaaaar—off point. the fact of the matter is that i’m not sure what’s happening on tinder, but if i was to ever try and find out, it would be with one of these bios, ahem, firmly behind me:
tinder profile bio option one:
possible future lesbian looking for heterosexual male to bed and/or cohabit with and/or bed and cohabit with. must hate snails. must be committed to eating leftovers for a maximum of two days in a row without fucking complaining about it. yes, gary*, i’m fucking talking about you.
tinder profile bio option two:
raging feminist in the making. gassy AF. i fapp tri-daily. won’t tolerate a partner who eats oysters on purpose. may or may not hold a lifelong grudge against you if you don’t currently have a shrine dedicated to spongebob squarepants in your house. you must have also fantasised about living in a pineapple under the sea at least once in your lifetime.
tinder profile bio option three:
send plants.
tinder profile bio option four:
clothing, black. tequila, straight up. cat, alive. children, also alive. teeth, present. virginity, not present. tattooed. love yelling “fucking cunt!” at idiotic motorists while driving. like hooting. don’t fuck with me. i’ll cut you.
tinder profile bio option five:
2 eyed beauty. well looked after. spacious chest area. every man’s wet dream come true. serious applicants only. requirements: two months semen deposit, penis cleared into the owner’s vagina by no later than the third date. credit checks will be done.
tinder profile bio option six:
for the love of christ, just fucking marry me.
*name changed to protect individual’s identity