<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328</id><updated>2011-12-27T21:45:09.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i have ur number?</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is a compilation of ridiculous, pathetic, and hilarious messages I receive from lonely losers on MySpace...I've added my own commentary for your enjoyment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-5519229252135375373</id><published>2009-06-18T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:42:45.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ive only had one i want more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun 18, 2009 12:37 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: can i fuck and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eat you out i love white girls and ive only had one i want more call me i live in the LA area my number is 323-508-XXXX my name is anthony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know Anthony, CAN you fuck? And to be honest, I don't know you; therefore do not give a crap what you want. This world isn't all about you and your sexual agenda, despite what your fucked up mind clearly thinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-5519229252135375373?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/5519229252135375373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=5519229252135375373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5519229252135375373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5519229252135375373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-only-had-one-i-want-more.html' title='ive only had one i want more'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-10579300272834466</id><published>2009-06-10T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:27:51.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>u look lk like u like to hv a good time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun 9, 2009 9:54 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: ur a cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wts up im lookin for a cutie who knows hw to have a good time, the less drama the better, anyways u look lk like u like to hv a good time, hit me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nt mch dde...I rlly lk gys who ovr-abbrvte. I can't even get further than that sentence without cringing...not only is it extremely annoying to read, it makes me think that you were trying to write as quickly as possible. God forbid you should include vowels to make your message even semi-coherent; nothing like a guy who says, "You know what? FUCK VOWELS."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-10579300272834466?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/10579300272834466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=10579300272834466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/10579300272834466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/10579300272834466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/06/u-look-lk-like-u-like-to-hv-good-time.html' title='u look lk like u like to hv a good time'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1228972973941048298</id><published>2009-05-18T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:38:49.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to see more pics of ue feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 18, 2009 3:26 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: be a cool cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey I want to see more pics of ue feet. How aboutit plz. Make my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an amateur foot model, I charge $200.00 per photo. Each photo will only include one foot, and if you want my toes pedicured it will be an extra $75.00 per toe. Each foot is equipped with one tattoo, and if you'd like additional "foot jewelry", we can negotiate additional fees. Please visit http://www.myfeetarenotforyourjerkingoffpleasure.com/ for more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1228972973941048298?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1228972973941048298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1228972973941048298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1228972973941048298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1228972973941048298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-see-more-pics-of-ue-feet.html' title='I want to see more pics of ue feet'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3045755835946143436</id><published>2009-03-01T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:07:46.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>double quarter pounder with cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 27, 2009 4:46 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whats up double quarter pounder with cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????????????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3045755835946143436?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3045755835946143436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3045755835946143436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3045755835946143436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3045755835946143436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/03/double-quarter-pounder-with-cheese.html' title='double quarter pounder with cheese'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-8553865915197955600</id><published>2009-02-11T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:53:48.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>U like drugs i d0 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 10, 2009 2:42 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U like drugs i d0 2 nice l0l iam high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...c0ngratUlati0nZ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the difference between you and me is that I don't turn into a complete babbling moron while high, although I don't think sobering up would help you much, unfortunately. Just because you like to blaze doesn't mean you have to be an illiterate loser; I find it somewhat refreshing when I meet someone who can hold down an intelligent conversation while we toke...it shows that you use marijuana for enhancement rather than to retard yourself. Slow it down, homeboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-8553865915197955600?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/8553865915197955600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=8553865915197955600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8553865915197955600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8553865915197955600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/02/u-like-drugs-i-d0-2.html' title='U like drugs i d0 2'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-699177264298671502</id><published>2009-02-08T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:53:58.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN I HAVE UR NUMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 8, 2009 6:46 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HI I LIVE ON BEVERLY AND ATLANTIC CAN I HAVE UR NUMBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....considering you sent me the EXACT same message in August.......no. And I suggest you stop keeping a copy/paste message because you're bound to overlap and send the same girls messages more than once....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-699177264298671502?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/699177264298671502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=699177264298671502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/699177264298671502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/699177264298671502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-i-have-ur-number.html' title='CAN I HAVE UR NUMBER'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-7024103964140951426</id><published>2009-01-30T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:17:16.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink bra?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan 26, 2009 6:11 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject:No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink bra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like the new photos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if ya are feel free to message back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if not bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-7024103964140951426?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/7024103964140951426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=7024103964140951426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/7024103964140951426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/7024103964140951426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/01/pink-bra.html' title='pink bra?'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1075348492120313911</id><published>2009-01-20T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:59:18.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you hate fat hippies? [GUEST ENTRY]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- GUEST POST -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: Jan 17, 2009 9:54 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do you hate fat hippies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like to eat watermelon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eric &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a message my friend got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, if these are the two most important concerns in your life, then you have wayyyyyyy bigger problems, my friend. I take it you're from the south, considering your love of watermelon and distaste for hippies...especially fat ones. Those are the worst. I guess it's good that you know what you're looking for in a woman; make sure you put "must hate fat hippies" and "must like to eat watermelon" in your specifications when you join eHarmony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1075348492120313911?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1075348492120313911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1075348492120313911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1075348492120313911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1075348492120313911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-hate-fat-hippies-guest-entry.html' title='do you hate fat hippies? [GUEST ENTRY]'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-5482537866886479527</id><published>2009-01-12T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:33:27.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTIGO SERIA FELIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan 10, 2009 9:04 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec 9, 2008 8:18 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN MAMI CONTIGO SERIA FELIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is just odd. Why would you copy and paste the date from a message sent over a month ago?? I'm pretty sure it wasn't a message sent to me, which means you're doing nothing but sending the same message to all kinds of different girls over and over again. For those of you who don't speak Spanish, this translates to, "Damn mami, with you I would be happy." - or, more literally, "DAMN MAMI, WITH YOU I WOULD BE HAPPY". Although I'm not entirely sure why you sent me a message in Spanish; it must have been a bout of sheer luck that I know how to speak it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-5482537866886479527?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/5482537866886479527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=5482537866886479527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5482537866886479527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5482537866886479527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2009/01/contigo-seria-felis.html' title='CONTIGO SERIA FELIS'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3402134027599225027</id><published>2008-12-19T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:45:33.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in the joint and would love to get mail.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec 19, 2008 8:31 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now I'm looking for pen pals. I'm in the joint and would love to get mail. I can email but it takes so long. You can send me a letter direct and I can answer it much faster. my address is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jimmy Johnson # 6299XX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.O. Box 9XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Boston, TX 75570&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope to hear from you. Have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part about this message is that it's one of the more pleasant and respectful messages I've received on Myspace; so gentlemen: if someone in PRISON can put together a coherent and intelligent sentence, so can you! You could learn a lesson from Jimmy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3402134027599225027?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3402134027599225027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3402134027599225027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3402134027599225027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3402134027599225027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-in-joint-and-would-love-to-get-mail.html' title='I&apos;m in the joint and would love to get mail.'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-5072902500583681797</id><published>2008-12-18T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:09:44.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you swallow or what</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec 18, 2008 12:02 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think your amazing... do you swallow or what... you should send me some nude, i think your hott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by "swallow", you mean "ignore nasty fuckin' dudes who send me disgusting messages on Myspace", then absolutely. I love how you tell me what I should do; obviously you, a complete stranger, know what's best for me. And apparently what's best for me is stripping down and taking naked pictures of myself...if I haven't done it for anyone else, why the HELL would I do it for you?? Just because you think I'm "hott" and "amazing"? This is just disgusting, I can't even continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-5072902500583681797?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/5072902500583681797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=5072902500583681797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5072902500583681797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5072902500583681797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-swallow-or-what.html' title='do you swallow or what'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-6139286967526023110</id><published>2008-12-15T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:25:02.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XEXXY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec 13, 2008 9:20 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XEXXY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY XEXXY WAT U UP 2 MAMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just xatching xome xelevision....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-6139286967526023110?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/6139286967526023110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=6139286967526023110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6139286967526023110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6139286967526023110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/12/xexxy.html' title='XEXXY'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-2565421690684939214</id><published>2008-11-20T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:46:11.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 inch's llol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey babe,, what are you up too sexy, ready to meet a guy to wear you out sexy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6ft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;170lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inshape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very goodlooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 inch's llol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im not in to game playing so if we talk the reason is to meet or contact on ph babe,, i have and meet girls from off here.. im really looking forward to talking or meeting you babe =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rockstar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. Lord. First of all, you don't even have enough balls to sign your real name or use a real picture, you used a picture of a shitty guitar and amp. Unless you string your face, I'm pretty sure that's not what you look like.  For a guy who doesn't even post pictures of himself, you're pretty confident about your physical appearance, which would raise a red flag for any intelligent girl. The 10 inches thing? COME ON DUDE!!!!!! Seriously???? That's just....really really reallllllly sad. It's like you're trying to reassure me that you're attractive, yet you can't even show your face. And if you're trying to pick up a girl, the best way to do it is NOT to talk about the other girls you've creeped on. Just a little tip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-2565421690684939214?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/2565421690684939214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=2565421690684939214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2565421690684939214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2565421690684939214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-inchs-llol.html' title='10 inch&apos;s llol'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3875324053679168463</id><published>2008-11-04T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:40:46.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the stalker that walks awkward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 15, 2008 12:35 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey baby, they call me Boogie Nights, the stalker that walks awkward Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it take to get with you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, it takes more than a really bizarre and random message, and if this is good rhyming, I must be way out of the loop because not only does this message not even make sense, it barely rhymes or flows at all...I know you're not Run DMC or anything, but come on...there are resources out there for this kind of shit. Rhyming dictionaries, thesauruses, psychiatrists, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. Vote Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3875324053679168463?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3875324053679168463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3875324053679168463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3875324053679168463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3875324053679168463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/11/stalker-that-walks-awkward.html' title='the stalker that walks awkward'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4333107924586928127</id><published>2008-10-28T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:17:48.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was a hugh "DEADHEAD"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 21, 2008 6:45 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Hey beautiful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey Erin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for the add. I read most of ur profile and I can't believe ur music taste. It is like a carbon copy of mine!!! I was a hugh "DEADHEAD" in college. I toured for 4 years. And Avenged Sevenfold is also amazing. I love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway you are very cute and we actually have a lot in common. By the way, why do you feel unappreciated? Hit me up when u can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luv Ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message seems harmless enough, but unfortunately, you didn't inspect my profile enough. If you had, you'd have noticed that we literally have none of the same bands on our music lists...I'm not even a Grateful Dead fan! Where the hell did you pull this shit out of? I'm sure you were desperately trying to establish some common ground, but do your research please. And also, don't say "Luv Ya".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4333107924586928127?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4333107924586928127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4333107924586928127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4333107924586928127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4333107924586928127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-hugh-deadhead.html' title='I was a hugh &quot;DEADHEAD&quot;'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3079481048156536285</id><published>2008-10-22T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:27:42.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>board games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 15, 2008 12:43 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u like Avenged Sevenfold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 16, 2008 3:56 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do you like to play board games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 15, 2008 10:25 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Hey erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When someone lives in hollywood how does it feel ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oct 21, 2008 1:54 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Subject: hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you into casual sex with strangers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not really, fuckin' awesome, and hell no, respectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3079481048156536285?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3079481048156536285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3079481048156536285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3079481048156536285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3079481048156536285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/board-games.html' title='board games'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-5800560528808113858</id><published>2008-10-19T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:58:33.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i put on my ex girls gstring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 18, 2008 9:47 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heyyy whatss up!! I think you are pretty much one of the cutest girls ive ever seen:) haha im seriousssss hahha. im kinda wasted right now and i put on my ex girls gstring bikkini and im wearing it now hahaha. i took a pic wanna see?? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, for the love of god, no. Second of all, this is what drunk scene kid typing looks like. Third, if this is your way of flirting, here's a tip: don't ever do this again. Your idea of fun is to get fucked up at home and put on g-strings? FYI, most girls aren't turned on by that. Maybe I'm not your type, if you get my drift...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-5800560528808113858?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/5800560528808113858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=5800560528808113858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5800560528808113858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5800560528808113858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-put-on-my-ex-girls-gstring.html' title='i put on my ex girls gstring'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3207129278344874933</id><published>2008-10-13T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:37:15.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 28, 2008 10:20 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u ready to have that lil body rocked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Yes I am. How did you know? It looks like you're the man for the job, right? Thank GOD someone came along, because I was really close to sticking an "I need my lil body rocked" ad in the personals, but now I don't have to! Hooray! God, I love a man who can read my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3207129278344874933?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3207129278344874933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3207129278344874933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3207129278344874933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3207129278344874933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/so.html' title='so....'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-8011723004628209778</id><published>2008-10-10T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:23:52.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>r u rich?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 8, 2008 11:30 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r u rich?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-8011723004628209778?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/8011723004628209778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=8011723004628209778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8011723004628209778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8011723004628209778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/r-u-rich.html' title='r u rich?'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-6739311171646033342</id><published>2008-10-10T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:16:42.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what colour are your toenails painted today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sep 22, 2008 11:50 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your beautiful!! what colour are your toenails painted today and do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you wear toe rings at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;w/b &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, all the foot fetish freaks came out of the woodwork, didn't they? It's just really interesting that ALL you are interested in is how I accessorize my feet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, hot pink and yes, respectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-6739311171646033342?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/6739311171646033342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=6739311171646033342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6739311171646033342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6739311171646033342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-colour-are-your-toenails-painted.html' title='what colour are your toenails painted today'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-5385350936367509602</id><published>2008-10-08T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:20:18.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can i have some</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jul 24, 2008 3:18 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: RE: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your sexy can i have some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------- Original Message -----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From: Erin Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: Jul 24, 2008 3:14 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My hot what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------- Original Message -----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From: Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: Jul 24, 2008 2:48 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whats going on ? your hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-5385350936367509602?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/5385350936367509602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=5385350936367509602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5385350936367509602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5385350936367509602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-i-have-some.html' title='can i have some'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1862834558527544089</id><published>2008-10-03T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:27:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born to push you around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sep 23, 2008 1:55 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Born to push you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born to push you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You better just stay down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You pull away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He hits the flesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You hit the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mouths so full of lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tend to black your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just keep them closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep praying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just keep waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The day that never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you stand up and feel the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but the sunshine never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No the sunshine never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Push you cross that line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just stay down this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hide in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crawl in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll have your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God I'll make them pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it back one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll end this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll splatter color on this grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The day that never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you stand up and feel the warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but the sunshine never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No the sunshine never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is a four letter word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And never spoken here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is a four letter word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in this prison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I suffer this no longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I put it into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sun will shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Metallica. And like, if you're going to send me song lyrics, you couldn't have chosen ones that made a little more sense? Since I don't know you, none of these lyrics are even applicable to the lack of relationship we have. You should have titled it, "Born to Delete This Message".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1862834558527544089?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1862834558527544089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1862834558527544089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1862834558527544089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1862834558527544089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/born-to-push-you-around.html' title='Born to push you around'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1258824332722291205</id><published>2008-10-01T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:55:38.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'LL HELP U PAY FOR GAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sep 23, 2008 12:07 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: HEY GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW ARE YOU LONG TIME NO TALK I WOULD LOVE TO GET TO KNOW U BETTER GIVE ME A CALL MY NUMBER IS 760- 366- XXXX CALL ANYTIME I'LL HELP U PAY FOR GAS SO WE CAN KICK IT I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE U ON A DATE HIT ME UP XOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Long time no talk"? I don't believe we've EVER talked...which probably explains the "I WOULD LOVE TO GET TO KNOW U BETTER". So you want to take me on a date, but I have to drive? And you'll chip in for gas? That just sounds kinda weird, to be honest. This whole message looks like you're shouting at me, first of all, and it's just a little hard to deceipher.  Ahhhhh I don't know I can't look at it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1258824332722291205?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1258824332722291205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1258824332722291205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1258824332722291205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1258824332722291205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-help-u-pay-for-gas.html' title='I&apos;LL HELP U PAY FOR GAS'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-2408970362828150645</id><published>2008-09-30T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:46:34.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>want to help a student</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sep 22, 2008 5:11 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want to help a student by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;acting in a short film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In L.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dowtown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sketchy (n.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Someone or something that just isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;2) The feeling you get the morning after using a lot of drugs, most commonly associated with ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;3) Something unsafe.&lt;br /&gt;4) Someone or something that gives off a bad feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure this message is more than innocent, but you've got to think about what you're asking. You're asking a young girl to meet you, a stranger, in downtown Los Angeles, at night? To "act in a short film"?  I hope you found your starlet...probably in a back alley somewhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-2408970362828150645?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/2408970362828150645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=2408970362828150645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2408970362828150645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2408970362828150645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/want-to-help-student.html' title='want to help a student'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4691395250146765402</id><published>2008-09-30T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:52:04.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're a mess but that's ok!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aug 11, 2008 10:19 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject: hiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;howdy hiya hey!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First off, I like your style! you're a mess but that's ok! jk. I stumbled upon your profile and decided to waste mere minutes on this silly thing. At any rate, I am moving to the LA area for this new band w/ Rob from Anthrax and Roy from Stonesour and I'm looking to meet new people. I know this is totally hit or miss but I'm a gambling man. What can I say!? I actually think we may have much in common. Hit me back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....you wanna pick up those names you just dropped? Not that impressive, unfortunately. And thanks for calling me a mess, I really appreciate it; that's exactly the first thing a girl wants to hear from a guy trying to hit on her. And dude, don't even lie and pretend you think Myspace is a "silly thing"...you must realize it is literally the only thing that might make people come to your new band's shows? The best networking tool in the entire world, the platform that has transformed promotion and taken it to a whole new level, the one thing that might give your band the slightest chance of making it, is a "silly thing"? You, good sir, need to get your priorities in order. Instead of wasting your time writing to random girls on this thing, why don't you start building a fanbase for your amazing new band with Rob from Anthrax and Roy from Stonesour. Hit me up when your album goes platinum....then we'll talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4691395250146765402?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4691395250146765402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4691395250146765402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4691395250146765402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4691395250146765402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-mess-but-thats-ok.html' title='you&apos;re a mess but that&apos;s ok!'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-5780707969376779580</id><published>2008-09-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:09:04.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$250 per hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 7, 2008 10:54 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby there is no reason why u shouldn't be making more than 30k...let me help u. I can get u started at $250 per hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R U interested???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good lord, no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-5780707969376779580?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/5780707969376779580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=5780707969376779580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5780707969376779580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/5780707969376779580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/250-per-hour.html' title='$250 per hour'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-9083418691946138264</id><published>2008-09-24T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:01:14.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tell us if yr interested</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date: Jul 28, 2008 5:04 PM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject: hey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hii, thanks much for the add... check out our page and tell us if yr interested ;) hope to hear from u soon gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's what I get for putting 'Swinger' on my profile. Ironically, this isn't the first message I've gotten from a couple looking to "expand their sexual boundaries"...but honestly, is this how you go about trying to find a third party to invite into your love nest? Myspace??? Yikes...I mean hey, I can appreciate a hot girl as much as anyone else, but this is just a little too random for me...and I know you guys got mad at me when I didn't respond, but to be honest, I don't add people with the intention of talking to all of them personally...so my deepest apologies. I probably wasn't the "one", anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-9083418691946138264?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/9083418691946138264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=9083418691946138264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/9083418691946138264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/9083418691946138264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/tell-us-if-yr-interested.html' title='tell us if yr interested'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-9177734507275049235</id><published>2008-09-23T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:15:13.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont mean I'm a criminal lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feb 22, 2006 5:38 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey mama! Is dat really u in that pic or a kute friend of urs.....lol nah I'm just joken....I saw ur profile and u seem like u mite make a good friend, but u gotta be almost as cool as me lol....u cud be sumbody I can hang out wit, thats if u think u can handle a guy like me....just get at me...and just becuz I'm black dont mean I'm a criminal lol and plz dont be intimidated by my good looks, hot body and nice car....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON! How DARE you write these things to young ladies on MySpace. How inappropriate! You are GROUNDED, young man! Oh, I'm not your mother? My mistake. I guess I was just confused when you called me "mama". If you're as "balla" as you think you are, why aren't the girls swarming all over you? Why do you have to go out of your way to scope them out online and initiate conversation? And to be honest, guys who brag about their cars are extremely lame. I think the last few guys I dated didn't even HAVE cars, let alone nice ones - but I guess some girls are into that, so start lookin' elsewhere, homeboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-9177734507275049235?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/9177734507275049235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=9177734507275049235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/9177734507275049235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/9177734507275049235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-mean-im-criminal-lol.html' title='dont mean I&apos;m a criminal lol'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1912620106703514850</id><published>2008-09-20T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:05:12.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am lachgar</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sep 18, 2008 7:48 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject: hi how are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am lachgar i am new here you are my choice i like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, okay "Lachgar", is that how it works? Being so new, you might want to look into what Myspace actually &lt;em&gt;IS.&lt;/em&gt; It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a mail-order bride service, so why don't you crawl back inside the World of Warcraft and resume your life in the enchanted forest with the other dragons and trolls and elves and things of that sort.  You can't just click "browse" and choose whoever you want....if only life were that easy. Speaking of easy, I am not. So you'd best be off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1912620106703514850?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1912620106703514850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1912620106703514850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1912620106703514850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1912620106703514850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-lachgar.html' title='i am lachgar'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-7697488081898419888</id><published>2008-09-19T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:36:15.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... mmm mashed potatoes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apr 11, 2006 8:01 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject:eRiN... ... ... :}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey "thuggy" aka erin .. you don't mind if I call you that, do you ?? :P so what are you up to today? (tuesday) it's my day off from work ! i actually still need to do my taxes for this year -doh! i'm such a procrastinator :( it shouldn't take long at all though. so what are you doing in cloud cukoo today? any plans ? let's do something ! go to the arclight or get something to eat ... mmm i've been craving the woordranch ... mmm mashed potatoes..... i don't think you live to far from me, in korea town/silverlake area of los angeles; right ? anyways, i don't really have any plans, so we should do something, otherwise i'll be bored ! (and you don't want that on your conscience, right ??)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Brian, this wouldn't be such an odd message if I knew you in some way, shape or form. But since I have no idea who you are, it's just a little weird. I appreciate the enthusiasm, but why should I feel guilty for not dropping everything I'm doing to entertain a complete stranger for an entire afternoon? Cloud Cuckoo? What the hell does that mean? Are you suggesting I'm flighty or high? Well, most likely the latter, but don't try and insinuate that I'm somewhat insane. If you're bored, maybe you should get started on those taxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-7697488081898419888?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/7697488081898419888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=7697488081898419888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/7697488081898419888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/7697488081898419888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/mmm-mashed-potatoes.html' title='... mmm mashed potatoes.....'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-984518878653398687</id><published>2008-09-19T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:15:16.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can u help me lose my virginity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 31, 2006 5:21 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can u help me lose my virginity plz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I'm afraid I can't be of any help there, but if you go down to the corner of Santa Monica and Highland, there's a small donut shop next to the Subway on the northeast corner. Go inside, and ask for Madison LaRue. Don't be startled by her deep voice and manly physique. I mean hey, you wanted to lose your virginity; I guess now's not the time to be picky, eh? Oh, and there's probably no need for a condom; it probably won't protect you from whatever she's got anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-984518878653398687?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/984518878653398687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=984518878653398687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/984518878653398687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/984518878653398687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/can-u-help-me-lose-my-virginity.html' title='can u help me lose my virginity'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4546024746166538563</id><published>2008-09-18T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:09:25.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="row"&gt;   &lt;p class="fieldTitle p002001"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p002001"&gt;Nov 25, 2005 9:22 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="row d003"&gt;      &lt;p class="fieldTitle p003001"&gt;    Subject: blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="field p004002" style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p004001"&gt;    Body:   &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    i want to fuck your brains out...blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, for such a frank proposal, you couldn't have sounded a LITTLE more enthusiastic? You being so "blah" about it is the first thing that would make me NOT want to fuck your brains out; if you want to get laid, you'll have to show a little excitement. Yeah, yeah, you want to be blas&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;é &lt;/em&gt;and nonchalant, but the way you're coming off is sort of like, "Bleh....you'll do.", maybe followed by a shrug. TIP: If you EVER say blah to a girl when you're trying to get some, you're asking for an instant case of blue balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh, and I'm pretty sure this was Thanksgiving, so any wanker who's sitting at home harassing girls on Myspace on Thanksgiving is already pretty pathetic, and you're just making it worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4546024746166538563?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4546024746166538563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4546024746166538563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4546024746166538563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4546024746166538563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-2940324915782589150</id><published>2008-09-18T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:13:04.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>browsing through the chickides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="row"&gt;   &lt;p class="fieldTitle p002001"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p002001"&gt;Oct 25, 2005 12:24 AM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p002001"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="row d003"&gt;   &lt;p class="fieldTitle p003001"&gt;    Subject: Hey hotty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="field p004002" style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p004001"&gt;    Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p004001"&gt;Hey hows it going?good i hope.My names matt and i live in carlsbad,ca im 16 and i work at Jack in the fuckin Box and it sucks ass the food is good but it sucks ass working there well anyways i was just browsing through the chickides and i saw ur pic there and u look very hot by the way and i said to myself i could see my self hanging with this chick and so i was wondering if u would like to be one of my friends???well let me know A.S.A.P. thanx bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fieldTitle p004001"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fieldTitle p004001"&gt;Hmmmm.....thanks Matt. I noticed you only used periods in two cases, and only one of them was to end a sentence. Thanks for at least admitting you were "browsing through the chickides" [or chickadees?] - at least you were honest. But come on dude, you're only 16! You don't need to be browsing through Myspace to get a date; you should be hanging out at Crack in the Box smoking pot and making fart jokes with your buddies, and sitting in your 11th grade English class while your teacher desperately tries to teach you that "my self" is NOT two words, which you seemed to realize four words earlier but somehow forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-2940324915782589150?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/2940324915782589150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=2940324915782589150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2940324915782589150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2940324915782589150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/browsing-through-chickides.html' title='browsing through the chickides'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-748990068518815330</id><published>2008-09-17T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:08:48.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>would you like be my friend with benefit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 19, 2008 7:40 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hi just moved here from Rome... would you like be my friend with benefit... i am in Hollywood area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Angelo. That's pretty ballsy for someone who's barely even a citizen. I don't know if I'm supposed to swoon over your Italian charm and drop my panties, but that's not really what this message made me want to do, that's for sure.  You can barely put an English sentence together, yet you've already learned the phrase "friend with benefit"...hey, if it's only one benefit, how about you get your ass in the kitchen where it belongs and cook me up some fucking incredible Italian food?? Make sure the tomatoes are vine-ripened and it's hand-squeezed olive oil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-748990068518815330?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/748990068518815330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=748990068518815330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/748990068518815330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/748990068518815330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/would-you-like-be-my-friend-with.html' title='would you like be my friend with benefit'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4692177974750792631</id><published>2008-09-17T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:53:29.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>erin!@!@!@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 29, 2008 5:26 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy erin!@!@!@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Beautiful ; D,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im JoHn. well I saw ur profile and u seem like a great girl n i was hoping we can talk. How's the year been for u? Whatcha been up to this summer? anything exciting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've just been doing work, school, basketball/football, hangin out, visiting the beach, movies, music, clubs, HIN car show, road trips and celebrated my bday. wellps, have a fun n safe rest of ur summer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xox,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JoHn =P...3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, you sound like a puppy that's watching his owner get the leash ready for a walk. Calm the fuck down. I understand you're excited, but there's this thing, and it's called "coming on too strong". You would have been fine after the first two sentences, but the fact that you felt the need to let me know about every activity your mom put you in at the YMCA kind of makes you seem....well.....overeager, to say the least. Oh, and thanks. I'll make sure to be safe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4692177974750792631?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4692177974750792631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4692177974750792631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4692177974750792631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4692177974750792631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/erin.html' title='erin!@!@!@'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-8356473222410769970</id><published>2008-09-17T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:41:01.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful heir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 29, 2008 12:56 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject:yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful heir baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-8356473222410769970?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/8356473222410769970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=8356473222410769970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8356473222410769970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8356473222410769970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/beautiful-heir.html' title='beautiful heir'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-7989399357452614172</id><published>2008-09-16T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:18:02.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not tryin to get into your panties</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jun 12, 2008 8:49 PM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went through your profile inside out and the first thing that got my attention was your pics. I dont know how you look so damn cute? It cant be just the great angles ;) Of course then I also took some more time and read your profile to see that we got a few things in common. Well if you like what you see over here and read my profile as well, maybe we can talk sometime? I do want to emphasize reading my profile.. since I like to stay honest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yea Im not tryin to get into your panties..so dont get em up in a bunch already. And feel free to holla at me on AIM as royale1129 and YAHOO as royale11. I m just givin that out to you since you dont seem like a stalker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hit me up if you like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted to hear from an ass, I would fuckin' fart.  If you went through my profile inside out, I'm pretty sure you would have been a little more specific in pointing things out, which would make any half-intelligent person realize the sheer copy/paste of this message. No one's getting their panties up in a bunch, but take the anal beads out of your ass and stop trying to make yourself look like a hot piece of shit. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAIL. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh, and everyone feel free to IM this douche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-7989399357452614172?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/7989399357452614172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=7989399357452614172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/7989399357452614172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/7989399357452614172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-tryin-to-get-into-your-panties.html' title='Im not tryin to get into your panties'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1562445540400748142</id><published>2008-09-16T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:50:03.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never mind that message.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;br /&gt;Sep 16, 2008 11:42 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:  No Subject&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;never mind that message.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the douche in the message below...hmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1562445540400748142?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1562445540400748142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1562445540400748142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1562445540400748142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1562445540400748142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-mind-that-message.html' title='never mind that message.'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3106722821552704343</id><published>2008-09-16T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:46:07.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't get women at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;br /&gt;Sep 16, 2008 11:29 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject:  No Subject&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;Why are American women so stuck up. Don't they understand that I want to get it crunk, I'm an American, so what if I am not Caucasian, my attitude and behavior is Caucasian. They drink alcohol, I drink alcohol...I do whatever comes to my mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just don't get women at all. I work hard for what I have, I'm studying to become a Lawyer and I'm trying to make myself into a better person so why don't you treat a guy like you would treat your American people. I'm not doing this to fit in, I'm doing it because I am like that and I like to do that type of stuff. For example, sex before marriage, I don't have a problem with that, never had a problem with it and never will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When women figure out that I am a true American and start talking to me like they talk to white guys then I know that things are turning around and that one of my dreams have come true. My dream hasn't come true yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I plan on getting married some day but I need a girl to do that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether this is an attack on my political views or just this your way of asking me to marry you. Either way, it's not going to elicit a response. Ironically, I've been interested in less American guys than non-American, so....yeah. I think I treat my American people pretty damn well, so you can take your All-American dreams and shove them up your patriotic ass.  I have no idea what the hell you're even talking about; you've gone off on about eighteen tangents in less than four paragraphs - you pretty much attacked me in the first sentence, which doesn't even make me want to keep reading, but I did it for entertainment value. You're never going to get your perfect American girl if you don't stop attacking them and calling them stupid in your first outreach message. Kiss my All-American ass, douchebag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3106722821552704343?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3106722821552704343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3106722821552704343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3106722821552704343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3106722821552704343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-dont-get-women-at-all.html' title='I just don&apos;t get women at all.'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3713698462037530813</id><published>2008-09-15T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:05:44.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mayb u can have a life wit me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;br /&gt;Sep 11, 2008 4:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heya baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;Heya beautiful u really caught my attention and im just want u to know that i really like u and i really wanna get to know a beautiful girl like u and mayb we can even hook up sumtime in the future but u really did catch my attention and i wish i can express how i feel bout u nd mayb one day i will but i would treat u better than any other guy and mayb u can have a life wit me in miami fl cause i movin back there in a couple of weeks so please write back cause i really do like u a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knight in shining armor! I've always longed for the day that you would write me a barely comprehensible message through MySpace, and whisk me off to your crackhouse in Miami; it's like a dream come true :) The internet really is incredible...we've never even met, and I have no idea who you are, but you can get a good enough idea of me to really, really like me, and want to have a life with me! I would like nothing more than to quit my job, sublet my apartment, leave all my friends and family and drop everything to move to Florida with you in a couple weeks...when's our flight??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3713698462037530813?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3713698462037530813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3713698462037530813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3713698462037530813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3713698462037530813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/mayb-u-can-have-life-wit-me.html' title='mayb u can have a life wit me'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3322214778737556886</id><published>2008-09-12T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:04:08.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to keep my self descreet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PART I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 19, 2008 5:40 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your def a little hottie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway just wanted to see if you wanna talk. llookng for an open minded fem for swinging,unless thats not what you mean on your profile? if you really arent into that i didnt mean to bug. 26m 5 9 177lbs black hair brown eyed hispanic male.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope to hear from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PART II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 19, 2008 5:40 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you are a swinger and are interested, e mail me at fun4allupep. i want to keep my self descreet......ill send you pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...so many things to say, so little time. Why do guys always think that if they say they "just wanna talk", it's going to make the girl respond? I know you don't "just wanna talk", because if you did you wouldn't have given me all your measurements. I'm surprised you didn't include your dick size, although if you were a little more proud of it you may have, but who am I to speculate? I guess I put swinger on my profile because I date guys here and there, but tend to lack in the "relationship" department...more of a middle ground, I'd say. I wouldn't say swinger=slut, but I guess that's what you were hoping. And by the way, fun4allupep isn't an e-mail address, moron.  Nor is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;descreet&lt;/span&gt; a word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3322214778737556886?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3322214778737556886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3322214778737556886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3322214778737556886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3322214778737556886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-run-footlocker.html' title='i want to keep my self descreet...'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4398256731146248531</id><published>2008-09-11T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:01:37.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls lie about things like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sep 11, 2008 4:18 PM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I have a question for you erin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What's your opinion of my default picture? Honestly. Tell the truth because I know alot of girls lie about things like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, here's the default picture (I included two links just in case one gets deleted....&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;NSFW!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/6941/l81f1f2b01cf7e042a44562qa5.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/6941/l81f1f2b01cf7e042a44562qa5.gif"&gt;Link 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i37.tinypic.com/s4c7li.gif"&gt;Link 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as lovely as this is...I'm really at a loss for words here. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4398256731146248531?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4398256731146248531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4398256731146248531&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4398256731146248531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4398256731146248531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/girls-lie-about-things-like-this.html' title='girls lie about things like this.'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-6467025385966962104</id><published>2008-09-10T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:02:58.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dammmmmmmmmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aug 22, 2008 2:15 AM&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thats how feet are suppose to look i love those gorgeous ass feet and toes all due respect dammmmmmmmmmmmmm your feet are gorgeous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so the backstory on this one is that I got a tattoo on the top of my foot and used it as a default a few weeks ago. (pic below) I was wondering how long it would take for the foot fetish freaks to roll in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE....first of all, you're sick. I know everyone's got their "thing", but bombarding some random girl, talking about how much you want to slobber all over her feet is literally the last thing she wants to hear. Especially when you're so eager to show your excitement that you forget to throw the "n" on the end of your "damn". That's great you think my feet are gorgeous, but what about a girl with a gorgeous mind or a generous heart? Do those things even matter anymore? Judging by this cornucopia of messages I'm providing everyone with, it doesn't really look like it. How unfortunate. Go find Paris Hilton; she's got enough feet to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a803.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/128/l_ba78c1d568331ff3f4fa896d6e7b749a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://a803.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/128/l_ba78c1d568331ff3f4fa896d6e7b749a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-6467025385966962104?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/6467025385966962104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=6467025385966962104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6467025385966962104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6467025385966962104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/dammmmmmmmmmmmmm.html' title='dammmmmmmmmmmmmm'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-6169191215761313350</id><published>2008-09-10T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:46:28.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i tlak a lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 29, 2008 11:35 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heh, i just saw your profile headline and i wa slike WTF im not dead! yeah my names Jimmy lol im not tyring ot be rude but yeah i didn't click that in my head that quick lol anyways whats up? im pretty bored=) nice hair i love red hair, i had it red before i mena mine=) i tlak a lot lol whats up with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I'm sure you're just a little overenthusiastic, but in this case, you made the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; move. My name, at the moment, reads: Erin Michelle [R.I.P. Jimmy] - for my cousin who was killed at the beginning of August. You were, I'm sure, trying to make a connection with me, but couldn't you have done a bit more research before spouting this out? And like you said, "didn't mean to be rude", but why would you even say something in the first place that could potentially be taken as rude?? And yes, I can tell you tlak alot. You tlak so much you can't even spell it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-6169191215761313350?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/6169191215761313350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=6169191215761313350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6169191215761313350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/6169191215761313350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-tlak-lot.html' title='i tlak a lot'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1708790113648395966</id><published>2008-09-09T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:39:15.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Subject</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jun 5, 2008 9:15 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You like Jews? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1708790113648395966?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1708790113648395966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1708790113648395966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1708790113648395966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1708790113648395966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-subject.html' title='No Subject'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4331324434567828263</id><published>2008-09-09T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:11:05.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNOW DIS SOUNDS CORNY BUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 19, 2008 4:58 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATS GOOD WITH U LIL MAMA//??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST THINGS FIRST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT YOUR NAME??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW OLD ARE YOU??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I KNOW DIS SOUNDS CORNY BUT WHATS UR FAVORITE COLOR??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZODIAC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MEAN NO DISRESPECT IF U HAVE A B.F??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF FOR SOME REASON U DONT WANT 2 WRITE BACK U HAVE CHOICES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immediate problem with this message is the "WHAT YOUR NAME??" - despite the obvious grammatical errors....my name is on the page! And above the message you're attempting to write! And no, it's not a fake name, nor does it even LOOK like it would be a fake name, like "Nikki Neurosis" or crap like that. Half the questions you asked could be answered simply by taking an extra 30 seconds to look at my page, but you're already half-cocked and impatient, so you simply HAD to write a message that quickly.  Oh, and I know I have choices, and I chose NOT to respond to such a retarded message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4331324434567828263?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4331324434567828263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4331324434567828263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4331324434567828263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4331324434567828263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-know-dis-sounds-corny-but.html' title='I KNOW DIS SOUNDS CORNY BUT'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-220160752201291187</id><published>2008-09-08T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:38:23.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m a little surprised at myself that I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar 26, 2008 11:53 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like your style… I’m a little surprised at myself that I do, but I really do. It’s attractive. Anyway, I want to know more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....if this isn't a backhanded compliment I don't know what is.  Are you basically saying you normally wouldn't dig a girl "like me", whatever the fuck that means? I'm really having difficulty finding out what the main message of this is...do you like me? Do you think I'm weird looking but you still kinda think I'm cute? What do you want to know more about? Why I look this way? Jesus. No point in even responding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-220160752201291187?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/220160752201291187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=220160752201291187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/220160752201291187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/220160752201291187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-little-surprised-at-myself-that-i-do.html' title='I’m a little surprised at myself that I do'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1605362168622267868</id><published>2008-09-05T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:29:05.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hej är izzy din man/kille?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apr 19, 2008 3:47 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: tjo^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hej är izzy din man/kille? undra ba^^ kram &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually pretty sweet. I'm not Swedish, but there's some background explaining this message. My friends are triplets and they're Swedish, and last summer I pretended to "marry" one of them. He fake proposed to me and gave me a ring, it was all a joke about getting their green card. I translated the message and it asked if Izzy was my husband. I feel bad because I never responded, so I apologize to you if you were the one who wrote this! No, we're not actually married. It's been an ongoing joke, but no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1605362168622267868?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1605362168622267868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1605362168622267868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1605362168622267868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1605362168622267868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/hej-r-izzy-din-mankille.html' title='hej är izzy din man/kille?'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-8028583986870541631</id><published>2008-09-05T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:56:12.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im tryin 2 kickit wit u and yo friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jul 27, 2008 1:38 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: HEY WHATS UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY GIRL WHAT YOU UP TO? HEY JUST WANTED TO SAY I RELLLY LIKE YOU PICS YOU LOOK HOT IN THEM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I REALLY LIKE YOU STYLE YOU LOOK LIKE YOU WALK OUT MY DREAMS AND FANTASIES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, do you even take the time to read what you write? How on earth can someone look at a message like this and take it seriously? The caps lock key isn't meant for this, it looks like you're screaming at me. Second of all, when did the word "your" disappear from your vocabulary? I'm sorry, you vocabulary. And where am I walking to, exactly? Probably to some sick ass place where your fantasies lie, along with Neverland Ranch, R. Kelly's career and a couple of Catholic priests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jul 23, 2008 6:17 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasup wit it wats gud wit u im bout 2 be in hollywood dis weekend and im tryin 2 kickit wit u and yo friends so wats gud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hey, at least you were straightforward about it. You definitely are trying, but succeeding is a whole different story. And let's just say it doesn't have a happy ending....for you, anyway. It seriously depresses me how people, who I assume made it past fourth grade, continue to write like this. What happened to proper grammar and punctuation? And spelling things so it doesn't look like you're a complete moron? You obviously don't like the letter "h", you've made that abundantly clear...I'm not even going to go into the run-on sentence thing, but let's just say he didn't kickit wit me and my gurls dat weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-8028583986870541631?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/8028583986870541631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=8028583986870541631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8028583986870541631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8028583986870541631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/plethora-of-gangsta.html' title='im tryin 2 kickit wit u and yo friends'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-4504465461755183421</id><published>2008-09-04T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:32:12.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for some Coke or Speed ........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sep 4, 2008 4:03 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Dooooo ittttttt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking for some Coke or Speed ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you hook me up where to get me some ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I responded,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "No, sorry."&lt;/span&gt; and it was followed with this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="row"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sep 4, 2008 4:09 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="row d003"&gt;      &lt;p class="fieldTitle p003001"&gt;    Subject:   ittttttt!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="fieldTitle p004001"&gt;    Body:   &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any other drugs ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got money I need ANY drugs or pills !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....maybe the fact that my status says "&lt;span id="friendStatus"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=3577966" target="_self"&gt;Erin Michel&lt;wbr&gt;le [R.I.P&lt;wbr&gt;. Jimmy]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; needs a heavy dose of dimethyltryptamine..." is leading to these bizarre drug requests. I've never done dimethyltryptamine in my life, although I'm extremely interested.  This message also came from a guy who's been regularly sending me messages for the past two years, though we've never actually met. I feel bad for you, needing drugs so badly. I guess if I didn't spend half the morning puking from a god awful hangover I'd be a little more patient. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-4504465461755183421?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/4504465461755183421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=4504465461755183421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4504465461755183421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/4504465461755183421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/looking-for-some-coke-or-speed.html' title='Looking for some Coke or Speed ........'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-3644691681072180865</id><published>2008-09-04T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:31:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know anybody who pops E?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 29, 2008 4:08 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey dont wanna come thru out of place but i was wondering if by any chance you know anybody who pops E? Have a great weekend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Short, sweet, and to the point. I've never popped E, although I must admit I have been curious. And I can't help but wonder if you wanted someone to buy from or someone to do it with...either way, I'm not the right person to be asking. And I also wonder what exactly about my profile seemed to scream "I POP E!". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-3644691681072180865?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/3644691681072180865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=3644691681072180865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3644691681072180865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/3644691681072180865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-know-anybody-who-pops-e.html' title='you know anybody who pops E?'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-2589983350374927396</id><published>2008-09-03T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:57:26.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you and i should get drunk in the same room...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 1, 2008 12:23 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really think you and i should get drunk in the same room...what say you to a round at one of the many bars in the "hood? perhaps a grape swisher with a leafy, light green substance stufed inside may make you a lil happier, if so, we should hang out for sure...hit me back...peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tempting as the leafy green substance sounds, why do you think we should get drunk in the same room? (aside from the obvious) Apart from that, the fact that you want to get drunk in the "hood" is a definite no-no. I don't hang out in "hoods", mostly due to the fact that the word "hood" has gained such popular gang notoriety. The definition from UrbanDictionary.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.   hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt; a. The ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;b. Someone who is from the ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;c. Someone who acts like they are from the ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;Other Slang: Hoodlum, Gangsta, Thug, Nigga, Pimp, Street-rat, Street Urchin, etc.&lt;br /&gt;d. The foreskin of a penis.&lt;br /&gt;e. Covering of the clitoris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one of those sounds appealing. And unless you've got a bar under your foreskin, I assume you mean a ghetto. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-2589983350374927396?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/2589983350374927396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=2589983350374927396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2589983350374927396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/2589983350374927396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-and-i-should-get-drunk-in-same-room.html' title='you and i should get drunk in the same room...'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-1001621225257849918</id><published>2008-09-03T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:55:02.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No strings attached.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 11, 2008 10:02 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am definitely not here to play u...I'm just being real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U take care of me and I'll take care of u. No strings attached. a couple of hours a week...then u continue with whatever it is u do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww...how thoughtful! You're not here to "play me", and you thought you'd let me know what it is you plan to do with me, even though you have no idea who I am and we've never spoken before in our lives.  It's like you're looking for a free hooker...those don't exist, yo! Well, they do, they're just called sluts. And, despite your wishful thinking, I am not a free hooker. I mean, even a sugar daddy offer sounds more appealing than this. Jeeeezus. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-1001621225257849918?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/1001621225257849918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=1001621225257849918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1001621225257849918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/1001621225257849918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-strings-attached.html' title='No strings attached.'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-8678609033905452445</id><published>2008-09-03T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:58:28.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i have ur number</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aug 20, 2008 5:09 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject: No Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi i live on Beverly and Atlantic Can i have ur number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.....really?!?! Beverly and Atlantic....that's nowhere near where I live, but since you obviously poured your heart and soul into this message, of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;COURSE&lt;/span&gt; you can have my phone number!! Not to mention the fact that you're capitalizing random words in the middle of sentences and using no punctuation...major point deduction.  In addition to that, you couldn't even take an extra ten seconds to think of a subject line. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-8678609033905452445?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/8678609033905452445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=8678609033905452445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8678609033905452445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/8678609033905452445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-this-blog-got-its-title.html' title='Can i have ur number'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1096002610474453328.post-104028773779067916</id><published>2008-09-03T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:29:48.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What this blog is all about!</title><content type='html'>So, like many girls out there, I have been a frequent victim of the sad douchebags sitting at home, alone, jerking off to 2 Girls 1 Cup and writing random women on MySpace with the desperate hope that one of them might respond, or maybe even come over and have sex with them! (Yeah, right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to share with you some of the disturbing, sad, and sometimes hilarious messages I've received over the past few years, and I hope you will find them as entertaining as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't use "txt" speak, nor do I substitute numbers for words or abbreviate just for the hell of it. I consider myself to be a well-spoken girl, and on the front of my page (that no one bothers to read), it says "great spellers are a big turn-on", and there is a grammatical comic. If you're interested, feel free to visit my MySpace &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jazzyb"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1096002610474453328-104028773779067916?l=canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/feeds/104028773779067916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1096002610474453328&amp;postID=104028773779067916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/104028773779067916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1096002610474453328/posts/default/104028773779067916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canihaveurnumber.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-this-blog-is-all-about.html' title='What this blog is all about!'/><author><name>Erin Exercises</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eUEDvrHyiAs/Tvqs2JPbSoI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8TdlKzSJLg/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
