All these Tinder stories about epic icebreakers and crazy revenge make me wish I still had a Tinder…but then again not because I have horrendous taste in men. Case in point, if I’d come across Hitler, I probably would’ve swept right.
Via Daily Dot:
Look how cute he is! Just kidding, those are children and that’s not appropriate. But forreal, I probably would’ve swept right because meeting Hitler on Tinder has the potential to be one of the more amusing parts of my day, ranking in right behind trolling everyone on our office speakers by playing Rick Astley whenever a string of hipstery bullshit music comes on.