Fantasy….Dating?

You mean Football….or Baseball, right SSG?
NO! I mean Fantasy Dating! Some crafty woman decided it was time for women to have some fun! And what is it that us ladies sit around and talk about…GUYS! So, when not create a point system for it and call it a game!
Basically, it’s fairly simple:

About Fantasy Dating

What:   It’s like any other fantasy sport, but you’re playing for love.
Who:   Your hot neighbor, the bartender you’ve been crushing on, a friendship you’d like to take to the next level…it’s your game.
Where:   The world is your playing field. Your new love, your prize.
How:   There is nobody on the planet like YOU. Use any talents, tools, networks you’ve got!
When:   Tick. Tock. Why not now??
Why:   You deserve better than waiting around for that special someone. Empower yourself and fall in love.
 (I did not write the above….it came from their website)
So, what do you need to do? Well, join my “League” I started!!
2. Sign up! (it’s freeeeeee!!!)
3. Then join my league I created: SadSingleGals
4. And then try to win!!!
Come on!! Do it!! We’re Sad….We’re Single….and We are here to Mingle!!!
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