Before, during, and after Tinder there will always be Grindr – the gay male dating app that’s more fun than a thousand cock-hungry straight guys wandering aimlessly into a sauna…
If you’re confused, these Grindr stories will tell you everything you need to know:
Here is your average Grindr user. He will stop at nothing for an elusive treasure called “pix.”
He also wants to fuck you, by the way.
He will engage you in a purely mechanical way. He will stop at nothing. Do not respond or engage him back.
He doesn’t know when to be appropriate. Expect nothing more from him.
And worst of all…he doesn’t know himself.
As he gradually grows less and less self-aware, the higher brain functions begin to deteriorate.
Suddenly, he forgets what he was once searching for. He pursues other objects instead.
A tent zip might become an object of great affection.
He has lost all sense of subtly or euphemism. Deluded, he carries on his Grindr career in search of a partner to wed.
Until his last faculties break down, and he enters the next level of Grindr. He literally becomes a pile of shit.
I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don’t have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.Src: Grindr Stories