Giving gentlemen everywhere the benefit of the doubt, I didn’t send the Rabbit any really indecent proposals or ::ahem:: intimate photography.

Dating is the worst. You get to meet dozens of people you don’t like to find one person you do like, but who, most likely, won’t like you back. If you don’t handle rejection well, it’s a constant stream of disappointment. And that’s if you’re lucky enough to be conventionally attractive enough to persuade a substantial number of other humans to meet you in the first place.

Yet, even the most introverted among us can fall prey to the desire not to be alone. Online dating is such a boon to us; at least we can weed about 90% of unworthy candidates without having to go out in public or speak to anyone.

So, the Rabbit is throwing herself back into the fray, and we had a funny conversation about that. There was actually another punchline, which could be another comic. Also: same scenario as this comic from the hetero dude’s perspective.

Anyway, I was happy to find The Man because I didn’t enjoy the process of looking for him. But I’m sure it’s going to be all rainbows and unicorns for the Rabbit.