Lasagnafarm interviews a disillusioned member of the [online-dating-with-plausible-denial] website Friendster:
Q: ...So how is a stranger six times removed from you in your Friendster network different from some skell you'd meet at a bar in Brooklyn?
A. You just pulled the nail from my head. There is no difference and that's one of these reasons I became disillusioned with the concept. But really, walking up to strangers on the street and awkwardly introducing yourself is the new Friendster. Haven't you heard?
 An interview with a young Manhattanite who resigned his Friendster membership for reasons only known to him [Lasagnafarm]