Count me in as a Tell-All fan as well.
It's refreshing to read an advice column that gets to the advice instead of a windbag who goes on and on about his Aunt Martha's toe problem, or about the time he and his sister did a road trip together to New York while all the time singing 80's love songs.
And where was the Mr. Right advice?
It's somewhere in there in the last sentance.
It's certainly not anywhere in the previous paragrahps where he went on ad nauseum about himself.