Oh man Tinder is a scary place. I kind of gave absolutely no thought to what I’d do once I was on there, I just thought it’d be fun to try a concept out of featuring our sloth Winston on there as a social experiment. It’s like a scavenger hunt with added creepiness and sexual tension. So I guess it’s like a scavenger hunt at a Cub Scouts camp.
Also the idea that someone could see someone else wearing a Winston jumper and think to themselves ‘whoah I just left swiped that dude’s jumper’ seems pretty amazing to me. The first thing I noticed as Winston is all my matches are dudes. Dudes apparently love Winston on Tinder way more than girls. Like way more. I dunno. Also holy shit this dude like TOTALLY freaked out at me earlier. He had a photo of himself covering his face with his hands so I asked if he was feeling sad or if he just a handsy person and he just like flipped out and started being like WHO ARE YOU? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
So I explained I’m Winston (#slothlyf) and then he gave me this whole tangent in great detail about how much he wouldn’t want to wear the jumpers. But he kept telling me to shut up then continued yelling mean things at me. It was strange. So I just blocked him. I managed to do the thing countless teenagers apparently failed to do. I defeated cyber bullying. Go team. But otherwise it’s pretty fun times. Some dude kept asking to see my face over and over with typos then demanded my snapchat address. So I gave him the snapchat username of a friend. I hope he gets a dick pic.
– Warwick
