Relationship-wise — Tinder is not the place you go to find something altruistic. I mean, go ahead and color me pessimistic, but I don’t swipe on an app that seems hellbent on blurring the lines between ‘Cesspool’ and ‘Dating Pool’ and expect to find my Pam Beesly. I expect to find my Pam Anderson. Post Big Brother.
The point I’m trying to make is that I fully understand Tinder is the Wild Wild West of dating apps, and I’m extremely wary of what comes after I match with someone. Enter Imgur user LeftNipple. This poor, naive soul tells the story of a dildo-filled date from hell that happened within the first week of him installing the app. Check out the roller coaster ride below.