According to my mother, I’m getting to that age. The age where you’re old enough to give your parents a second chance at raising a child because they screwed up the first time around.
There’s going to be a day where I’m old and grey and my grandkids are going to ask me how I met their grandmother. I’ll launch into an eight year long story where I tell them about how I slept with half of New York... wait.
So, you’ve made it. Congrats. You’ve got a rocking profile that makes the opposite sex get excited in their special bits, you have an opening message that gets the blood flowing and now it’s time for you to take your online pen pal to the next step… an in person meeting.