Okay, it's been discussed, it's been shushed, it's been censored, it's been ...schmensored. But I'm going to say it right out:

What is up with the "RinkChat has become RinkDatingService" phenomenon? Is it as strange as some of us think, a fistula in the digestive system of the RinkBody, or is it a normal, foreseeable trend in the natural course of things, the peristalsis of a masticated banana?

When it happened with Schmephen* and Schmia* (*names are changed to protect the...the people), we didn't think too much about it. After all, Schmia is not retarded, and would surely grow out of this strange infatuation with a guy she seems to go with about as well as brussels sprouts go with Apple Jacks. When it flowered and grew, we figured it to be fate, or some marvel of a higher power's sense of humor. You know, a one time, chance thing.

But now. Now there are RinkCouples almost too numerous to mention (again the names are changed to protect the schminnocent): Schmatthew and Schmaryam, Schmynette and Schmeothermatthew, Schmaz and Schmynthia, Schmorris and Schmyingcats, Schmave and SchmeeB_G, Schmelly and Schmousie -- okay, they are not really a couple, but I had to say "Schmelly" and I thought she'd get mad if I coupled her with anyone else -- not to menion the pre-existing couples, like Schmicia and Schmon, Schmarien and Schminamoon, and of course, Schmam and Schmleen.

What's the deal, folks? Is there something in the RinkWater that makes unlikely couples attract? I'd almost rather have Schmonteczuma's Revenge.