"The shapely Miranda…" Dean stared intently at the screen while non-stop scrolling with his mouse.
Mother F*cker, this thread is too long, leading to Dean flipping through for ages without finding the comment he wanted.
"Dean, what are you muttering about?" Across the desk, Simon looked curiously at his buddy. This guy had been incessantly browsing the opposite-sex dating community since morning, ostensibly to check user feedback, but Simon had his doubts.
Dean stopped his mouse and flexed his fingers slightly. "Nothing much, just checking for any sensitive comments. You know, these guys can say anything. To keep those beautiful girls from voting to shut down the thread, I need to keep an eye on the comment section."
"Are you sure it's not to check out the girls' measurements?" Simon glanced at the half-written advertisement copy in his hand and suddenly felt the allure of the US Dollar wasn't so strong anymore. "Dean, how about I take over reviewing the comments?"
