Because L.A. wasn't quite superficial enough

Though it's still got chumps saying "you're so money", there's one thing Swingers gets right about LA: there is no way you can take them to the Cup with the offsides on. Oh, and girls care about what you drive. Re-affirming the latter: Date My Ride.

A just-dropped personals site that doesn't care about trivial things like "personality" or "what you actually look like", DMR hooks you up with the girl/exhaust pipe of your dreams via a dropdown menu of the cars they may drive (ranging from Aston Martins to Volvos), as well as a "Spotted" section that's a lot like Missed Connections, also the original name for The Terminal, in which Tom Hanks is just really crappy at reading the airport maps. Among those Spotted around the country:

10/05/10 ZDustball: "I saw this awesome lifted F-250 turbo diesel with a 9ft whip antenna. Looks like it's actually used and not a 'Street Queen' either!" -- which makes total sense, since he wasn't anywhere near Donut Time on Highland.

9/24/10 SaraM: "I saw black BMW (I think 7series). Cute guy was driving it. We kind of glanced at each other but then car got between us. Drop me a line" -- proof you can meet people locally. If you're super rich, and drive $90 K cars. DAMN YOU, LA!

10/02/10 PaulM: "Why there are no girls in here?"

As an incentive to new users, the site's also giving away some free iPods, which's great, but no insurance you'll actually use Date My Ride for its original use, and become a Cherry Poppin' Daddy.