The thread for all the weird, amusing, dramatic, hilarious and epic stuff you find on Facebook, OKCupid et al

I wanted to stop clogging up main FB/OkCupid threads and give this baby its own home. I never take from 4Chan or SA btw, but I do find a lot of crazy stuff out there in Internet Land. It's a dirty world, and much of what turns up is comic-pathetic or just appalling, though sometimes it's light-hearted and puts a song in your heart and a smile in your eye. An attempt will be made to keep it balanced.

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society, I call this story...The Fallout from Mass Facebook Messaging All the Women You've Slept With Pt. 1

So last week I sent around this fake email to all the girls ive hooked up with in the past 5 years. I told them it was for psych class. dumb girls dont even know me well enough to know that I'm not even in school. Anyway, heres the responses.

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Stay tuned. As you might imagine, this isn't turning out well for the guy, and the police and lawyers are getting involved. More updates to come...

I think what would describe me best is this typical weekend scenario. On a Saturday morning, I'm that girl, sitting in a coffee shop, with sweatpants and a white t-shirt, with her distinctive mug, working on a presentation for work due Monday morning.
Hours later, after a beach run with the roommate, I am in a cocktail dress entertaining my girl-friends for the evening as we enjoy our glass of wine paired with a selection of cheese before our night out. We hit up a sophisticated martini bar, talk about our respective work weeks. We contemplate the prospect of going on that European vacation we've been dreaming about and discuss logistics of taking a cruise to Santorini.

The next day, my hair is pulled back as I am hiking with a girl-friend discussing the pursuit of happiness. We go for a grocery run before my next meeting with another one of my best friends. This time, we are headed to Legoland. My friend and I forget that we need to eat and proceed to sit at the parking lot munching on Terra chips and a caprese sandwich before proceeding to enter. I am mesmerized yet feel a slight twinge of envy at the Lego engineers who orchestrated the building of Miniland. We see an artist working on caricatures and after buying a mint chocolate chip cone, we proceed to sit for the next half hour as the artist magnifies my most prominent facial features. We lose track of time as we laugh our way through pirate town and out to the parking lot. Before I know it, it's Sunday night, and I need to pack to fly to work the next morning. I call my driver to schedule, rest my head on the pillow and I smile in gratitude.