
About myself: I am a timid creature, with no real sense of depth perception or smell. I have twice been engaged to the same Count from Bavaria and both times retreated from such commitments due to his insistence on beating a kettle drum during dinner. Be warned. I am of slim build, with brown hair and mousey eyes.
Looking for in a gentleman: Nice fingers that join to the hand. Must be of independent means and of good family stock. Size is irrelevant but must make me feel as if a goods train has mistaken me for a station during intimacy. No quakers.
Dowry: Dorset.

About myself: I take no nonsense from the female of the species and believe that a good wife should be a whore in the kitchen, a cook in the bedroom, a chicken in a basket and a Turner in a Hooch. I seek only something to sire me children for the continuation of my genetic nose-bleeds which have thrilled the Princes of Europe.
Looking for in a lady: Breath in it’s lungs and fertility in it’s belly. I already have a dog, so lack of fondness to me, or downright hatred, is of no concern.
Dowry: Less than the cost of shipping you to me from Dover.

About myself: I am currently a book maker in Hartford, but some day wish to make pamphlets in Harrogate. I am warm, calm under pressure and sometimes have even been known to weep gently at moving tapestries. I am in touch with my feminine side in that I own some buttons, a shoe and some soap.
Looking for in a lady: I wish my wife to be a good hearty woman, with a good soul, a cheery smile and enormous juggs.
Dowry: I have some silver plated teeth, will that do?

About myself: I have campaigned fervently for the continuation of the slave trade, yet believe in emancipation for women. I am deeply conflicted and sometimes argue with myself to such degrees I batter my head against a pillar in my garden with such ferocity I have blacked out and woken up in a field where the cows are all smaller than they should be.
Looking for in a gentleman: About twelve times more body hair than I and a propensity for rickets is a must. I have large hips and a habit of running about on my hands and knees, I must be able to run between the knees of any potential suitor with ease.
Dowry: Some sparrows will do.

About myself: I am a lover of life and often indulge my passion for wildlife by tending to injured badgers or fucking a piglet. I can be found most days strolling on my 50 acre estate while reciting poetry and kicking orphans. I am an enigma. Can you solve me?
Looking for in a lady: Trust. Passion. Virtue. Duty. Family. These are just some of the words she must be able to spell. Other than that a cracking pair of thighs and I’m done old boy…
Dowry: I will give you the moon. The star light. (I will not actually give you the moon or star light.)
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