I was friended on Facebook recently by a young man named Marcelo. When I asked if I knew him, he said no but that he would like to get to know me. I did not respond, nor did I friend him. Today, this happened:
He says, “HOLA…mi nonbre es marcelo y y soy de santiago de chile y me encantaria poder ser tu amigo y compartir grandes cosas y aventuras…mi correo electronico es [redacted] un beso y cuidate. ahh eres maravillosa…un angel.”
My rudimentary Spanish tells me he says, “Hi, my name is Marcelo, I am from Santiago, Chile. I would love to be your friend and share large things [ed.'s note: woo woo?] and adventures. My email is [redacted]. A kiss and take care. You are marvelous, an angel.”
Well… that’s nice.



He just wants to share large things. You are heartless.
Maybe she’s afraid Bosley will find out that her cover is blown.
It appears that my Lady Andrea Fan Club has grown by 1