Meetups are a blast. You get several dozen socially-awkward people who have fucking nothing in common in one room, pump them full of alcohol, give them nothing to talk about that everyone else hasn’t already seen on the front page, and then turn loose a token female or two for them to fight over and try to impress.

I went to one where it was a concert in some woman’s living room fronted by a guy who couldn’t play the guitar, and in the space of half an hour it devolved into two guys talking about /r/jailbait and eating a tray full of pineapple while a crying man paced around the yard offering people jello shots before I left to find acid.