Chatroulette is a project created by some smart ass teenager. I first noticed it on popurls but didn’t bother to check it. I then saw it on cnn so I had to check it. ’Coz, I mean let’s be serious, if it’s on cnn you check it out. Right?
Right.
You are presented with a screen that has a box for your webcam, a box for your partner’s webcam and chat log area.
Let me stop right here and say that I was perturbed by the whole “partner” thing immediately. It just felt creepy. Like super friendly greasy cousin kinda creepy.
The premise is you hook up with others who have entered the “roulette” of webcams. You are connected with someone and you can chat and when you get bored you can “next” them.
Simple enough, no worries.
My first partner pretty much set the stage and standard.
A man waved politely with a generous smile, stood, undressed, turned showing me his bare ass and then gently spread the cheeks.
He presented his asshole to me.
Well hello to you too Chatroulette. Good ta meetcha.
Now mostly it is just a bunch of guys wanking it and, as is usually the case, pretty much no tits at’all.
What I don’t get is how you gonna put that shit on cnn? ’Coz between you and me, it’s porn.
Four out of five partners are participating in palm-furring practices.
Chatroulette is NotSafeForWork, NotSafeForHome, NotSafeForKidsUnder42, NotSafeForHumans.
Now, the reason it is going to be popular as hell for awhile is that one in a million.
Like the time I “next”ed over to an image of two keyboards (musical), one on either side of their feet (yes, I know, gag) and they played the most beautiful song, one portion on each keyboard. It sounded like spring rain. She was from Italy.
I liked that one.
Then there was the kid who when I asked his age said, “oh I’m legal, I’m 18, OLE MISS baby,” while lifting his t-shirt showing another t-shirt proving his OLE MISS affiliation. He was the cutest, most innocent thing I had ever seen. I told him to be careful before I “next”ed him.
I’m a “next”er. I “next” just about everyone within 3 seconds.
Snap, quick decisions are the way to go with Chatroulette. Follow your gut instincts.
Or you’ll end up looking at some dude’s johnson and this is not Hollywood people, this is real life. Not as pretty a picture as you might want to believe.
Block this from your computers at once.







This, lovelies, is reason number 17,540 why I keep him.


