
I heard on the radio this morning that a primary reason people friend you on social media sites is to have photos with which to... um... get busy. The story goes that people, well, guys, find something thrilling about having a picture of someone they know personally and that that is sufficient to... um... help the process, as it were.
The DJs went on to take calls from people who verified this. Turns out it doesn't even have to be that shot of you in your swimsuit at the beach. You can be fully clothed, standing next to the mall's Easter Bunny.
So, if creepy Wendell from Accounting wants to friend you, it may be to up more than his friend stats.
Lovely.
Now, I'll admit to being a voyeur. You post pictures of yourself, I'll probably take a peek. Saucy pictures? A longer peek. But, I have to say, I didn't see this coming.
*insert rim shot here*
*insert joke about rimming here*
*try to figure out how to get out of this reference chain here*
Question du jour to the Facebook/MySpace/TwitPic denizens: Do you care what is done with/to the pictures you post? Will knowing this tidbit affect what you post and/or who you accept as a friend?
PSA: Don't forget, if you want a chance to win that spectacular giveaway prize, leave a comment here (not here) by April 19th. But, by all means, comment here, too. Just don't expect a prize.
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14 April 2010
"All I've got is a photograph" --Def Leppard
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