The Imaginary Socialite said it best:

Memo to Internet Dating Ads: We don't believe that Jay Manuel can get us a boyfriend. He can get us dressed as drag queens. He can get us tangled in a Thai fishing net pretending to be mermaids. He can get us to say "fierce," realize we sound ridiculous, and stop. He can even get us to - momentarily - think that Melrose is pretty. But Jay Manuel cannot get us a straight guy. And Jay Manuel certainly cannot get us to spend our chocolate/ lip gloss/ LSD allowance on a Match.com membership.

Seriously, we'd sooner take advice from Dr. Phil.

Match.com — Le Catastrophe [The Imaginary Socialite]