I suspect that this Comment from the Mighty Myoarin was the one you refer to:
Why, hi there, Stephanie. Nice to see you. I was just reading
another question about how to get a date.
I've noticed that it seems that you would really like to meet a nice,
retired but still not-an-ounce-of-fat-on-him, 6'1" Englishman.
Just by chance, I happen to know someone like that. He has some odd
interests, but there is nothing odd about his preference for petite
females. He keeps going on about some girl (well, she's a bit older,
but looks younger) in Oklahoma, so apparently he doesn't have anything
against North Americans (which is a bit odd in light of some of his
remarks about the "colonials", as he often calls them) if they are
petit. One might imagine that as an Hussar in his younger days he
could have something against persons of German descent, but that
seems to be belied by his respect for a "wee" lass in Germany, and
then, of course, he is enamored (or "enamoured", as he would spell it)
of the Queen, and she is of German descent - and also petit, only
5'4", and doesn't hide it by wearing those unhealthy stilettos. Even
his late, beloved Daisy was petit, not that I am suggesting that he is
now looking for new companionship.
Anyway - Gosh! I didn't mean to go on so long about him - I was just
thinking, ... well, y'know, ... if you think you would like to meet
him - just once [hey kids, this is my date, really] - maybe we
could all get together for a drink. You'd be my guest, of course.
No, it wouldn't be right for me to pay for your transportation - I
wouldn't want you to feel obligated to me [like hell I wouldn't!]. I
know that he has expensive tastes in champagne, but it would be my
pleasure to treat you both [as long as you remember that it was ME
treating and arranging all this].
What do you think?
Sad to say but I closed the question when I discovered that your
glorious blonde locks were no more.
Which proves, as Marilyn knew, that Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.