>Another mindless day of browsing my competitive extreme ironing forums and another day wasted doing my best ghost impression. I've managed to keep my head down pretty well aside from the whole concert business and have decided to reward myself with some extra deep internet today. We're going pre-historic.
>I load up gruugle and enter my filters and decide to check on what pre-modern Dinos had to say about the world at large, coming firstly across a blog about cooking. Nothing too out of the ordinary aside from the absolute eye-sore that is the layout. Guess CSS hadn't been invented yet, onwards and downwards.
>Many old personalized pages, made by some teen something or other with too much time on their hands. Lots of talk about early 2000s emo-core nonsense, but after digging through what seems to be endless pages of garbage I find what I'm really after: Archived dating site pages.
>Now we've truly hit the jackpot. The comedy has now begun as I leaf through desperate Dinos and their desperate mating pleas. I thumb quickly through the lot, hunting my target. I can smell the blood in the water, I know my jackpot lies in here somewhere.
>This one's too normal, just a regular desk-jockey Troodon. This guy's fat, but he's a hedge-fund manager. This one is.... perfect.
>Edgy 2000s punk looking Triceratops woman. Straightened black hair, piercings, the whole nine-yards. I delve deeper.
>xXxPurpleS4ad0wxXx she calls herself, real name Tanzi Jones. Absolutely filled the page to the brim with as many emo band quotes that she could. According this she even had a few matches, wonder if any of those panned out. I continue.
>Middle class, of course. Lived in Volaldera Bluffs believe it or not. Hated her parents, because, who doesn't, right? Black clothes, black eyeliner, black like her soul (her quote).
>I have myself a hearty giggle at the expense of this woman, noting how it seems Fang is taking a page out of her book, time is a flat circle it seems.
Done, I think