When you're anonymously soliciting the guy you saw in the back of a cop car via the Internet, it's safe to assume you may be looking for love, as they say, in all the wrong places -- next stop: picking 'em up at the STD clinic. You may think
you have your standards, Craigslist girl, but there you would be mistaken.
This is going to end in tears.
This post isn't all that
sad -- until you consider that it is posted in the Craigslist missed connections and is addressed to nobody, guaranteeing that this humble request will never be fulfilled. That, and the second line reads like a Hank Williams song.
This is just heartbreaking.