for the life of me,
i can’t understand how ANYONE is getting caught up with cat (fish) burglars in 2025.
we have so many ways to verify anyone that we are fonting with.
i mean,
yes,
i’d queef if charlie randomly hit me…
…but even if charlie hit me from his IG account,
i’d still go through the steps to verify.
i’m def not getting on a plane,
traveling to a place i don’t know,
to sit in the lobby of unknown place either.
folks be playing russian roulette with their lives when it comes to getting dicked down.
when he reposted that someone was pretending to be him on his IG stories,
i was like huh…
wtf is “sextortion“?
all of these “victims” sound stupid to me.
one was so easily led from their home turf to a strangers,
which puts them at a disadvantage.
…and then got the nerve to ask charlie to get them back home.
um,
person,
why did you leave your home state with no way of being able to get back there?
even if that was actually charlie,
what if he turned out to be a weirdo?
this person could have been led to their death in a whole other forest.
Foxhole,
gather close.
this is what i did when the NFL baller wolf hit me up.
1 – we talked in emails for a little bit
2 – he got the google voice number after a week or two
3 – we talked on the phone while i still remained skeptical
4 – he sent pictures to verify it was him but still stayed cautious (again: he hit me up)
5 – we arranged a meet up because he was in MY CITY (again: i controlled where this was going)
he didn’t ask me for money or ask me to meet him outside of new yawk.
i meannnnnnnnnnnn,
he paid for everything with his amex.
honestly:
he understood fully that i was NOT doing anything that would make me uncomfortable.
if any male from off rih’s socials aren’t trying to arrange a meet up in YOUR city,
it is a “hell TF naw” for me dawg.
from the time this male hits you up,
to when ya’ll are make a date to meet,
it’s:
VERIFY.
VERIFY.
VERIFY.
if he says/fonts:
“hey,
ima be in your neck of the woods for a day/week/a few hours,
i’d like to meet up and maybe grab lunch/dinner/see you for a little….”
if you choose to do it,
it’s in your forest so you have an escape plan.
even if y’all end up fucking after,
you are controlling the narrative.
i don’t give a fuck if you are paid or on a level “charlie” kind of fine.
that manz is doing what I say/font.
if he can’t deal with that,
see ya.
that separates the cubs from the wolves i’d be interested in.
any male who is rushing you to do something crazy like get on a plane,
even if its the actual person,
that is probably someone you should be sus about.
lowkey: always remember that he is hitting you up.
you didn’t hit him up directly so you should always be careful.
The problem is hook-up/one-night stand culture. People no longer date or believe in courtship.
For me, I’m just at a point where you’re going to have to date me. We need to have conversations on the phone, via text, FaceTime, and in person. We are going to have to go out to restaurants, take walks in the park, go out to a movie, and then ultimately take an STD test before any sex is involved.
It’s easy to be judgmental, but it also seems like people just lack common sense. After reading the correspondence, this isn’t about being “Catfished”; this is almost one of those whole “Nigerian Scams” people are talking about. If you have any intelligence, you are not out here getting catfished for 5 months, you’re not flying 1,800 miles from New Orleans to San Deigo with no way home; now you’re stuck in another state and your bright idea is to contact the real person that you now all of a sudden know how to do and ask them for a way home instead of contacting friends or family members, hell even co-workers.
Desperate and stupid is a mean combination. All I keep coming back to is how tf do you fly out halfway across the country and not be able to get yourself home? At the very least. And for somebody that you only talked to through email? She has to be like very early 20’s doing something like this. Cause ain’t no way.
you are totally right