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Filling out my profile is fast, and it asks about my hard drug use and tattoos. “Are you a flamboyantly tattooed athletic Ph D or an introspective vegan social drinker with three kids? The bad: It takes five days for my account to get approved, and there are only two guys between 25 and 35 in Washington state.
I broaden the search to 23 to 38, and a “23 year old male firemonkey” is several hours away, but I can’t contact him because he’s a paid member.
After that, initiating contact via messages will cost you a month.
The good: It boasts over 335,000 members, 27,000 in Washington state. And the paywall is truly obnoxious — you can only see tiny thumbnail pics of users unless you upgrade.
(I select “undetectable toupee.”) A solar aficionado is looking for “A Goddess that longs for her animal beast to ravage her and share that tender smooth touch in the pale moon light.” Verdict: I search for guys 25 to 35 in Seattle and get four results. One has been on the site in the past three months: a 33-year-old with a snake. (Instead, this one does it with quotes like “Make every day earth day” and shit about Nature painting miracles in the sky.) The bad: My search doesn’t turn up many potential matches, but there a shirtless guy showing off his Chinese-symbol bicep tattoo.
At 36, he’s the youngest of the bunch (others range up to 60).
He’s nerdy-cute, so I send him a canned message without much hope. The gist: It’s “the largest matchmaking site for Democratic singles …
Magician, ninja, pirate at heart, vampire, or werewolf? And you can do nine things to a user, including smooch, sniff, punch repeatedly, or pray for.
The bad: So many unsightly Google ads, I’d rather find love in a phone book.