The Mad Hatter, The Cheshire Cat, absolutely TweedleDee and Dum, I've dated them all.
And, like Alice, haven't a clue what any of those guys might have been talking about at any given time, either. 
Take for instance, the latest epistle I received. He wrote "frankly, I would not be writing you, if I felt (INF(t)P) that." Those hieroglyphics are not typos. I am certain that what he wrote was in response to something I wrote.
Nonetheless, do you have any idea what that could mean? I don't.
But I'm really shallow and he's kinda cute and a even a bit younger than me, lives too far away to actually ever meet, so why not continue down the rabbit hole?
Alice, of course, for her troubles got a piece of cake. If I play my cards right, maybe I'll get to wash mine down with an exquisite red.
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The Mad Hatter, The Cheshire Cat, absolutely TweedleDee and Dum, I’ve dated them all.”
You’ve dated them all or that’s all you dated? Invested egos are out there – hanging on your answer.