We didn't meet through the personals, we met through chat. He made a smart*** comment on his profile about finding a way to combine porn and fishing. A friend had recently sent me a picture of a woman “holding” a fishing pole, so on a spur of the moment decision, I emailed it to him.

We talked online for about 3 months and then started the phone conversations. That lasted about a month, then we decided to meet.

I had the bright idea to meet at a gay bar. I thought we would have a better chance of being left alone. BAD idea. We met at the town's only lesbian bar, and had to leave shortly thereafter, since a woman was hitting on me and could not be convinced that I wasn't gay. She thought I just didn't like her, even though she really wasn't my type. We went bar hopping for the rest of the evening and he dropped me off at around 4 a.m. We've been together every since. That was two years ago tomorrow. We got married on Christmas Eve of last year and are expecting our daughter in about 2-3 weeks.

I've learned that everyone is a freak on the internet, it's just to what degree of freaky you are willing to settle for.