Within the small boundaries of the rules, I was free to say what ever I wanted Bill to say.
I upped the creepy factor and made the account more of a caricature of the fictional serial killer.
I started sending lyrics to The Greenskeeper’s ode to Buffalo Bill, Lotion, to the ones who let our conversation die. Again, if they didn’t respond after this I stopped contacting them.
No need to add a harassment charge to what would be my long list of charges.
This made the conversations more fun as they kept feeding the joke along the way: This went on for a few weeks until the amount of free time I had available became non-existent.If they didn’t message first then I would send them a simple ice breaker from Bill in the form of “I like your skin, do you moisturize?” If they don’t respond then I wouldn’t continue trying to contact them.Popular apps like Tinder and Ok Cupid no longer face the social stigma they would have met six years ago.Now everyone is swiping left and right trying to find a connection.