Read confessionals from morally loose people using Grindr to get free stuff. There’s a lot you can get on Grindr these days, apart from a trip to the free clinic! Via Vice:
I know what Grindr is like. Hustling unsuspecting strangers out of material gifts would not be my first rodeo.
I tried the app at university and met up with a guy who’d clearly used pictures from a decade earlier to lure me in. We met outside his flat and he asked me if I liked snakes before divulging that one of his corn snakes was going through “a difficult shed” and that he’d had to peel her earlier that day.
Was this an innuendo? I never had the opportunity to find out.
Upon entering his house, I saw he had a poster of himself manically grimacing on the wall, hands clasped like a perverted Bond villain. It was at this point he told me he was a magician. After 45 minutes of awkward conversation and shit wine I made my excuses, told him I didn’t kiss on the first date (a total lie), and left.
With this Grindr experience under my belt, I felt ready to wreak revenge on the app for the very temporary inconvenience it had caused me. But before I embarked on the challenge I called my mom, who was quick to dole out some helpful and not-at-all creepy advice.
“You’ve got to go for the old ones,” she said, coming across as a hybrid of Kris Jenner and a Bulgarian sex trafficker. “Create a profile that says something like, ‘Baby bear seeks big bear for honey and other treats.'”
Sage wisdom locked in, I was ready to test the waters. My plan was to start as impersonal as possible before inching closer to meeting someone IRL. So, to dip a toe, I tried to convince people I’d never met to have stuff delivered to me that costs actual, real money.
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