Just searched Sonny Iacconne on Facebook and got zero results.
Maybe Facebook isn’t trying to introduce you to Sonny, but rather they are hoping you will introduce them to Sonny- as they don’t seem to know each other.
chances are those emails aren’t from Facebook, they’re phishing spam. it’s to get you to a site that looks-like-but-isn’t Facebook so they can get you to enter a bunch of sensitive info.
Found some Sonny info on some dating sites and other forums. I’ll post later (have to join to access member bios on one site-- and fill out a lengthy questionnaire), so I’ll have to get back to you in a bit.
Found this on a Husqvarna message board, where a short bio followed a four-page post on “Riding Mower Street Racing” that he’d ghost-written:
S. Iacconne was born in suburban Akron, Ohio, in the dressing room at a Wham! Impersonator Convention. His dad, Lorenzo, thought he had a great idea to sneak backstage… until his mom went into labor. One minute they were lip-syncing along to a speedmetal version of “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go”, and the next minute Andrew Ridgeley was cutting an umbilical cord with a paté spreader, while a Japanese Faux-George Michael was finding some swaddling clothes and a banana/peanut butter/potato chip sandwich for the new mother. Sonny currently resides with his wife Amanda and twelve cats. He drives a Husqvarna 7021R 160cc Street Legal GCV160 3-In-1 RWD Self-Propelled.
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From Sonny’s questionnaire on flirtyimpressionistas.com:
I am of average height for my neighborhood, with an aesthetically-pleasing distribution of adipose tissue. My hair is mostly brown, of a proper length for inclusion in most sub-cultures. I am planning on spending whatever it takes to get it appropriately styled before any potential social excursions.
I am technically single. However, I have been living with a girl for about eight weeks… well, to be honest, I was living in her condo when she was at work during the day. She came home early from work one day with a migraine and discovered my cohabitation. She didn’t have the honesty to break up with me herself – I had to hear it from the officer who responded to her call. Oh, and full disclosure: I dated my pal Jason Hugg’s little sister. Her name was Amanda, and I met her in fourth grade at a 12-Step Meeting. She and I both had a Mountain Dew habit that was interfering with us working on our Flora And Fauna Of Central Ohio dioramas. She broke up with me in the middle of a square dance in our Remedial PhyEd Class – she told me she couldn’t go on passing notes with me, because I wasn’t sufficiently encouraging of her “calling”. Which apparently consisted of embroidering sappy movie quotes on pillowcases that were sent to amputee GI’s serving in Afghanistan. All I remember of that fight was my throwing Legos at her and screaming “Why, WHY would some poor recovering slob of a soldier need a pillow that says 'Have Fun Storming the Castle, Boys!'? That makes NO sense!”
So, yes, I’m single. And probably will be for a while.
I regularly get e-mails purportedly from Facebook asking me if I know Yeou-Cheng Ma. The links within look legit, but the messages are sent to my gmail account, which is not the one I use for Facebook. I just recently finally got around to setting up a junk filter for these. Done.
Here is the text of the email. There are also Facebook graphics and banners but they don’t come across in a cut n paste.
***Do you know Sonny Iannacone, Sonny Iannacone and Dave Richards?
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I’m having it treated as SPAM but it’s still a pain in the butt!