I'm gonna burn a hot one in hell for this!

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@even_sven

I’ve been turning this around in my head a bit. Picture this:

Anne married fresh out of high school when she got pregnant, and her husband was immediately sent to Afghanistan. She struggled to make it and raise her child, who turned out to have special needs, and counted the days until her husband was home. What she didn’t know is that while she was away, her husband fell in love with a nurse. The day he arrived home, he gave her divorce papers to sign. Desperate and hearthbroken, she sends him pleading texts, and he responds hot and cold just to keep her wound up. In a futile desperate attempt to get him back, she sends him a photo of her breasts, the one thing he admired. It’s her final shred of dignity, her absolute bottom point. But, she got the number of his new cell phone wrong and sends it to an unknown person.

And this completely random guy (yet intelligent - hey, SMDB here) turns out to be the caring, thoughtful, humorous, reliable, person her ‘gal in every port’ lame ass fella who only loved her for her ta ta’s could never be.

[even_sven]

Hehe. It’s tough coming up with a scenario that pretty much everyone at the SDMB
would agree it’d be jerky to ask for nudie pics in.

[BlackKnight]

Isn’t the onus on the sender of pornographic images to ensure they go to the correct recipient?

Let me take a page from even sven here:
Bob wants to know if Alice is coming to the party. He tries to text her, unaware that her number has changed. So little 13-year-old Suzy gets a picture of Bob’s smiling face and a text, “hey, u coming to the bday party?” She’s annoyed at all the messages she’s been getting from strangers thinking she’s Alice, so she decides she might as well play along. She texts back, “I haven’t decided yet. Send more pics.” Bob then texts sweet, innocent little Suzy a high-resolution picture of his junk in all its veiny-and-curved-slightly-to-the-right glory. She is traumatized.

Months later, Bob is convicted of being a horribly disgusting perverted sex fiend maniac pedophile, and sentenced to life in prison. He hangs himself in his cell. His last words are, “I love you, Alice” while a single tear streaks down his world-weary cheek. Alice, of course, divorced him after The Incident, then left town to avoid the shame of it all.

Suzy begins cutting herself, smoking pot, and experimenting with dangerous forms of non-rhyming poetry. Years later, she will fling herself into a volcano to silence her demons.

All because some schmuck couldn’t be bothered to actually figure out who the hell they were texting.

[Grrr]

@Lynn_Bodoni

Happens all the time. Every time I change phone numbers, I ALWAYS get one that’s just been disconnected.

And while the OP didn’t solicit the FIRST topless photo, he DID solicit more pics in the first version of his story. And I tend to believe that the first version is the true one, and he’s now trying to backpedal.

That’s fine if you want the first one to be true. Because even if the FIRST version is true; I still wouldn’t feel badly about it. So there. Your opinion of me can go unchanged, regardless of which version you want to believe.

You’re welcome.

[dawson]

@Jimmy_Chitwood

As a legal matter, I’ll point out that impersonating another person through electronic means is prosecutable in many jurisdictions as part of a crackdown on identity theft and other internet fraud. I’m not offering any advice as far as whether or why you may have actually committed a crime, or what you ought to do about it.

As an ethical matter, I’ll just say I think it’s contemptible.

Actually the OP never impersonated another. Nowhere in the invitation does the sender mention a name. For all Shakes knows the text may be for him, from some girl who thought he was cute and got his number from one of his friends. He doesn’t pretend to be Jimmy Chitwood, or anyone else for that matter, just some lucky shlep who has attractive women sending him pictures of their breasts.
The onus is on the girl to make sure she’s sending pictures of her breasts to the right person, or accept the fact that they might be viewed by someone other than the intended.

[tumbleddown]

@dawson

The onus is on the girl to make sure she’s sending pictures of her breasts to the right person, or accept the fact that they might be viewed by someone other than the intended.

You have a friend’s phone number saved in the address book of your phone. Do you confirm that it’s them every time you send them a text? The vast majority of people do not.

In any case, the girl was a stranger to Jimmy Chitwood, and she was obviously under the impression that she was communicating with someone she knew (and knew well) who would be aware of who the party throwing friend would be without any more information. We can pretend that this is her fault all we wish, but it was pretty clear that she wasn’t trying to send a pic to some random stranger, and trying to get more pics out of her under the pretense of being the person she was trying to reach was skeevy, classless and disgusting.

[shijinn]

Shakes, your second edit of your OP implies that she did not send a pic until you asked for it. a third edit perhaps?

[Grrr]

@shijinn

Shakes, your second edit of your OP implies that she did not send a pic until you asked for it. a third edit perhaps?

Her very first text had a pic with her in a tank top and shorts.

Her second text was just a text with no pic.

Her third text she sent me a pic of her topless. This, after me asking her to send more pics. I never asked her, nor did I imply, that she should send me a topless one.

I don’t know how I can be more clear more than that.

[dawson]

@tumbleddown

You have a friend’s phone number saved in the address book of your phone. Do you confirm that it’s them every time you send them a text? The vast majority of people do not.

In any case, the girl was a stranger to Jimmy Chitwood, and she was obviously under the impression that she was communicating with someone she knew (and knew well) who would be aware of who the party throwing friend would be without any more information. We can pretend that this is her fault all we wish, but it was pretty clear that she wasn’t trying to send a pic to some random stranger, and trying to get more pics out of her under the pretense of being the person she was trying to reach was skeevy, classless and disgusting.

No I don’t confirm a number everytime I send a text, however - If I ever decide to send naked pictures of myself to anyone I’ll make damn sure I’ve got the right person first!
And no, you can assume all you want that she wasn’t intending on sending pictures to a random stranger , but you don’t know that for sure, so it’s really not “clear” at all. And in my scenario the stranger wasn’t random, but one she may have noticed and developed an interest in. I’m not arguing the morality of asking for more naked photos, I’m replying to Jimmy Chitwoods allegation of impersonation by Shakes, the OP. The sender initiated contact with Shakes, with a picture. How do we know the picture wasn’t sent by her to spur interest from an attractive stranger, knowing that he would probably be more inclined to respond if he knew what she looked like? We don’t know for sure. So lets not make assumptions about the senders intentions, because from our vantage point, they are about as clear as a mud puddle in a hurricane.

[Grrr]

@shijinn

Shakes, your second edit of your OP implies that she did not send a pic until you asked for it. a third edit perhaps?

Ha! I actually just got on my phone to review the text to see exactly how it went down. I appears I do need a third edit. How embarrassing:

Her: [w/pic of her in tank top and shorts] You coming to my friends B-day party?

Me: I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet.

Her: Please come.

Me: OK. I’ll come if you send more pics.

Her: [topless pic]

/end of conversation.

[Freudian_Slit]

But in all three edits, you say you’ll come if she sends more pics…

[Grrr]

@Freudian_Slit

But in all three edits, you say you’ll come if she sends more pics…

True. But I did not ask for topless ones.

[Ludy]

Yup, you never asked for boobs, you never implied you wanted boobs. Its not your fault you got them. I say don’t loose any sleep over it.

[Autolycus]

@BlackKnight

Months later, Bob is convicted of being a horribly disgusting perverted sex fiend maniac pedophile, and sentenced to life in prison. He hangs himself in his cell. His last words are, “I love you, Alice” while a single tear streaks down his world-weary cheek. Alice, of course, divorced him after The Incident, then left town to avoid the shame of it all.

But, do you know what child Bob and Alice would have given birth to? Well, do ya?!

[Scissorjack]

@even_sven

I’ve been turning this around in my head a bit. Picture this:

Anne married fresh out of high school when she got pregnant, and her husband was immediately sent to Afghanistan. She struggled to make it and raise her child, who turned out to have special needs, and counted the days until her husband was home. What she didn’t know is that while she was away, her husband fell in love with a nurse. The day he arrived home, he gave her divorce papers to sign. Desperate and hearthbroken, she sends him pleading texts, and he responds hot and cold just to keep her wound up. In a futile desperate attempt to get him back, she sends him a photo of her breasts, the one thing he admired. It’s her final shred of dignity, her absolute bottom point. But, she got the number of his new cell phone wrong and sends it to an unknown person.

But little did Amy know that Billy-Bob had lost both legs to a landmine, and he wasn’t cheating on her, he had amnesia and PTSD. But Nurse Nancy found Amy’s picture tucked inside his Bible, and far from being being a wanton temptress, she coaxed him back to health. Billy-Bob was worried that Amy woudn’t want him with no legs, that he was no longer a real man, but Nurse Nancy wouldn’t quit on him, holding up a picture of Jethro their baby, so that Billy-Bob lurched grimly towards it on bleeding stumps. Don’t you go quitting on that fine woman, Billy-Bob, you both got a son what loves you. Lurch, damn you, lurch to glory! Do it for Amy! Do it for Jethro! Do it for Jesus!

[Shmendrik]

@BlackKnight

Isn’t the onus on the sender of pornographic images to ensure they go to the correct recipient?

Let me take a page from even sven here:
Bob wants to know if Alice is coming to the party. He tries to text her, unaware that her number has changed. So little 13-year-old Suzy gets a picture of Bob’s smiling face and a text, “hey, u coming to the bday party?” She’s annoyed at all the messages she’s been getting from strangers thinking she’s Alice, so she decides she might as well play along. She texts back, “I haven’t decided yet. Send more pics.” Bob then texts sweet, innocent little Suzy a high-resolution picture of his junk in all its veiny-and-curved-slightly-to-the-right glory. She is traumatized.

Months later, Bob is convicted of being a horribly disgusting perverted sex fiend maniac pedophile, and sentenced to life in prison. He hangs himself in his cell. His last words are, “I love you, Alice” while a single tear streaks down his world-weary cheek. Alice, of course, divorced him after The Incident, then left town to avoid the shame of it all.

Suzy begins cutting herself, smoking pot, and experimenting with dangerous forms of non-rhyming poetry. Years later, she will fling herself into a volcano to silence her demons.

All because some schmuck couldn’t be bothered to actually figure out who the hell they were texting.

<golf clap>

[Khaki_Campbell]

@BlackKnight

Suzy begins cutting herself, smoking pot, and experimenting with dangerous forms of non-rhyming poetry. Years later, she will fling herself into a volcano to silence her demons.

Or even worse than all of that combined, she volunteers for the Peace Corps.

[Covered_In_Bees]

So is the OP going to cough up some pictures or what? Until then, still not convinced it happened.

[clarkstar]

@Covered_In_Bees

So is the OP going to cough up some pictures or what? Until then, still not convinced it happened.

yep, i also am not buying it

[voltaire]

1. They’re just boobs.

2. He didn’t ask for boobs.

3. They’re not Opal’s boobs.

4. Sorry, but any chick who rather cavalierly and seemingly routinely texts pictures of her rack must/should know that guys show those to all their friends and/or make it their wallpaper. Even if her picture went to the intended recipient, chances are HIGH that some strangers would eventually be seeing her knockers, thus she had no realistic expectation of privacy.

5. They’re just boobs, it’s not like she texted some poon! <takes cover>