It’s a Philly-like yoooooo to niceguy from our wonderful Commonwealth and a big nice yoooo to his good looking dreads. Glad to see you, nice to read you, and happy to offer you some constructive comments on your wobbling profile. At this point, please don’t take what I write personally because I’m only writing about your profile and not about you. Instead, try to think of me as your old-guy-wingman who's trying his damnedest to get you laid.
Your nice looking dread locks and comfortable male statistics on the top of your profile make you seem like an interesting character. Then I scroll down to the bottom of your page, where the finest thoughts about you dissolve away and slip down the drain.
Leading your plunge down the tube are capitalizing the first letter of every word in Looking For, no words in Fantasies, and 10 meaningless words in Additional Comments. It's so apparent to my eyes that these literally disintegrate everything promising, bright, and thoughtful about you - and that shouldn’t be the case when we’re dread fans on men and women.
Capitalizing the first letter of every word’s OK when you’re texting your peeps or others with OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder), however "Older Caucasian Women” and “Cougars” won’t see it that way. There’s also no antonyms to “Caucasian," only dark skinned, negroid, African, and black which makes Caucasian a word I wouldn’t use for that reason. IMO you’re a better using black or white and using <<cub to a cougar>> instead of writing "Where Are My Cougars At?>>. My suggestion is you write to your audience and not your peers.
It’s also impossible for anyone to relate to meanness clichés, like "What She Wants And How She Wants It” and "For Good Times With Better People And Memories That Will Last And Friendships That Last Even Longer!” Start over, from the beginning, or try writing back to me in an email about the things you want to say, then add that email into your profile; you may see clarity and improvement.
When I clicked-away from your page there’s no residual feeling of saying goodbye to a person I just met; only a remembrance of how quickly the guy with dreads went down the tubes. If I remembered things about your life, your hobbies, your interests and your special skills beyond your sexual braggadocio you could become a human earworm - that’s the piece of music we can’t get it out of out head and we replay the verse a million times in our mind. Right now you're not there.
Combine new personal details about you and think about you want to leave behind in the minds of your lovers. Good luck and I hope I've helped.

