I don't have tinder, but I would say something along the lines of this.
Hello, my name is Bob, let me tell you the story of my depression. One day I was at home (I have a cat named Fluffy) and this cat was the most wonderful cat ever. You wanted it to come to you? It came to you. You want it to chase a laser pointer? It chased the laser pointer. Anyways, I get home one day, ask Fluffy to come to me, Fluffy no come. I got sad and depressed. Moral of the story? Pussy will depress you unless it comes. Do you want that to happen to me again? Or do you want your pussy to come?
Jan 30 2016 08:29 PM