Spicy Thai Sausage. tl;dr edition: Successful writer/blogger Unemployed gook bitch meets guy. Proceeds to bore him to death with feminist theory over the course of 2 dates. He gives one of the politest "it's not you" or "Next" speeches ever uttered by anybody with a Y chromosome. She loses her goddamn gook mind. Who'd have thought a strong independent woman's need for validation is so strong that a guy deciding she's boring after two dates triggers a rant that would make the Bronte sisters blush coupled with an attempt to get him fired. 'Dis bitch is about to experience what getting a restraining order against oneself feels like. She should also stop using F7 when writing. Effusive doesn't mean what she thinks it does. Also, if you'd like to hear more about Southeast Asians, man-jaws, and possibly a little uncircumcised gook dick, click here. No wonder the guy cut it off after the 2nd date. We all know what would have happened on the third.