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November 18, 2005
I TOLD Bingley
...she wasn't real...it wasn't real. Just a cyberspace blow-up doll.
Match.com, a unit of IAC/Interactive Corp. (IACI.O: Quote, Profile, Research), is accused in a federal lawsuit of goading members into renewing their subscriptions through bogus romantic e-mails sent out by company employees. In some instances, the suit contends, people on the Match payroll even went on sham dates with subscribers as a marketing ploy.
He's young. He'll get over it.
Posted by tree hugging sister at November 18, 2005 02:00 PM
Comments
The Burt Lancaster Blow-up Doll finally arrived?
Posted by: Ken Summers at November 18, 2005 03:03 PM
1. My godchild is marrying someone she met on match.com
2. Did you know that I met Mr. Sami via a dating service and it was love at first sight and now we are married 26 years?
3. I just hope I never have to hear that Betty Crocker is not real.
Posted by: Suzette at November 18, 2005 03:09 PM
That photo has to be more symbolic than you think, THS. Either Mr. Bingley is on the beach, or he is all wet.
Which is it?!?!?!?!?
Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at November 19, 2005 12:24 AM
He's all wet, JeffS. And Burt Lancaster gives me the willies. I think I've only ever liked him in one movie.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at November 19, 2005 11:23 AM
You don't like Burt? Does that mean Mr. Bingley looks like Burt Lancaster?
Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at November 19, 2005 02:57 PM
Dang it. Does that mean the $25 million she offered to share with me from her late father's diamond mine in Angola isn't real either?
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at November 19, 2005 08:41 PM