Dear sirs,
Where has it gotten you, the treating female online associates with respect, feigning disinterest in the more visually-engaging aspects of partnership, and traitorously belittling your fellow men-at-arms who may speak luridly honest?! Never have I known a branch of males so malignantly and blighted as the Knights of #ffffff; you deal us all a shame capable of dwarfing the most enormous of giants! Your petty lip service and scarcely hidden lust cause grievous harm to those maidens you so devotedly protect for selfish ends! Warm greetings, everlasting support, sincere friendship!? These untruths you feed the ladies of the web are easily disentangled from fact when exposed to light and the eyes of others! Is this why your conversations must become intimately one-on-one, because observing examination might reveal the traps you lay for the women you hold so "dear"?!
Come! I ask naught but honesty in endeavors! Is the pursuit of a lady's hand not the most noble of missions!? How is it that you must dress the pasttime in frivolous and meaningless costumes? Slap an ass, outright lech a lass, and for the love of Eros's arrow tips, proclaim your intent! If your labors are for more than a friend's smile, fake not contentment; instead demand more of the heart! Much loathed are the creatures, mind you not name them men, who conceal desiring lips past a friendly shoulder and ear! Fairness for fair ladies, no?! Do we not all deserve as much!?
Conditionally yours,
By Murder I Will Be Rydia