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- May 25, 2013
Hi all! Long time lurker, first time poster.
I dabble in Tapped Out, and I suspect the reason why Chris will accept anyone - even CWCki trolls - as friends is because the friend system is quasi-anonymous and pretty limited. There's no real communication between friends, it's just a case of looking at their Springfields and maybe tapping a few of their buildings every day. There's no danger of him being spammed with
messages, and I doubt he'd accept a friend request from anyone with a handle like "Asperchu", so he gets the (admittedly limited) benefits of having a lot of friends without having to seek them out or fear them trolling stupid.
With one exception. Back in April/May (before Ron_Swanson made his post explaining the grand number of donuts Chris had spent), there was an in-game event called Whacking Day, in which the object was to whack snakes by tapping them. Whacking a snake would sometimes grant you a snake egg, and the idea was to place these eggs in friends' Springfields so that they would hatch into yet more snakes. Now the eggs were quite small, and you could build up a hefty supply of them, so people were placing them in patterns, spelling out words and such, to let their friends know who had placed them.
Chris is probably very fortunate he didn't wake up one day and log in to find that the ween kids had flooded his Springfield with eggs spelling out a certain name...
I dabble in Tapped Out, and I suspect the reason why Chris will accept anyone - even CWCki trolls - as friends is because the friend system is quasi-anonymous and pretty limited. There's no real communication between friends, it's just a case of looking at their Springfields and maybe tapping a few of their buildings every day. There's no danger of him being spammed with

With one exception. Back in April/May (before Ron_Swanson made his post explaining the grand number of donuts Chris had spent), there was an in-game event called Whacking Day, in which the object was to whack snakes by tapping them. Whacking a snake would sometimes grant you a snake egg, and the idea was to place these eggs in friends' Springfields so that they would hatch into yet more snakes. Now the eggs were quite small, and you could build up a hefty supply of them, so people were placing them in patterns, spelling out words and such, to let their friends know who had placed them.
Chris is probably very fortunate he didn't wake up one day and log in to find that the ween kids had flooded his Springfield with eggs spelling out a certain name...