Get the hint, Barry

I'm not a girl who can be bought. I can pay my own airfare.... I can't believe you had someone from your staff invite me. Who do you think you are?

And I know you're saving me a seat, but I don't want it, loser. I can't believe how desperate you've become. You used to speak to my heart.. but now...

You threaten me "Last dinner...."? Whatever. Get over yourself.

I almost caved after the second to last one. The simple, imploring "Dinner"? It reminded me of your sweet vulnerability when I used to know you. (Maybe I never knew you...)

Can you say "desperation"? 

But then you used the "POTUS" and for some reason that makes me think of poisoned vaginas.

I don't want to have fucking dinner with you.

Just kidding. What if I WAS being stalked for a dinner date with Obama? That would be weird. I left the names of the other people who have emailed me recently so I look popular....

Update: Would you believe it's still happening? I've totally dumped people for much less persistence.