True. I guess I've just heard too many horror stories about stalkers.
It's funny, because I had no problem meeting up with random bww people this summer. But I guess that was slightly different, because it started with the first picnic, and I knew EVERYONE there couldn't be a stalker or weirdo.
"Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. Want something. Want something."
Wishes come true, not free.