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If messing with people who post things on CL was a sport, I'd be a gold medalist. If I'm bored at work, having a bad day, or just feel like causing a little bit of trouble, there's always Craig's List. Judging from my past correspondence with the weirdoes who post there, everyone's so desperate for communication they don't really seem to mind being messed with. The way I see it, that makes my little hobby a win-win.

Take the post above. Apparently, homegirl got black-out drunk over the weekend and disappeared with a strange man for ten minutes. How does she know she disappeared? Well, I'm guessing that her boyfriend probably brought this up, and is none too happy about it. I'm no Nancy Drew, but I have a theory. My theory is that some South African dude got a blow job at the Elbo Room last weekend. Now, I could share my hunch with our poster, but that's boring, and deep down she already knows that anyway. Instead, I'm going to send her lots of emails telling her about lots of cool things she DIDN'T do. I'm going to tell her that she borrowed my bike and was popping wheelies on Valencia. I'm going to tell her that I was celebrating my birthday and she bought shots for everyone at my table, and a bunch of other things I haven't thought of yet. Why? Because that's what hotmail accounts are for. Plus, maybe she can show one of my emails to her boyfriend and say, "See? I told you I wasn't in the ladies room deep throating that South African."