Like Scott, I came across Chat Roulette while studying abroad last semester as well. While I was lounging around the apartment one day, I heard my roommate scream as if he had seen a dead body. Instead, he was simply checking out Chat Roulette for the first time. After sifting through shot after shot of guys and their penises, we eventually ran into someone he knew from home. He had gone to middle school with her, and instead of having a joyous reunion, they shared a brief awkward moment just before quickly saying "bye" and moving on.
Chat Roulette is not for me. As fun as it was for the short amount of time we spent on it, I felt too exposed to the world. I felt as if I had forfeited my privacy by talking face-to-face with random strangers from every corner of the earth. That may sound "cool" and "uniting," but after the twentieth penis flashed across my screen in only five minutes, I felt it was time to turn my attention to something a bit more productive. The site is full of creepers, and I refused to sit on the site for a minute longer and become one of them.
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