Meet Lissette Pylant, the architect of a truly epic Twitter thread and a hero for daters everywhere.

On her 26th birthday, Pylant’s friends set her up with a random guy they met at a bar. She agreed to go out with Justin the following Monday at Truxton Inn, Pylant told NYMag. So far, so good.

The date itself wasn’t stellar—Justin had himself a sparkly blue cane (“‘you know $23 at CVS and you can call yourself a pimp,’” he told Pylant)—but she had friends at the bar and Justin had said he was meeting friends at 6:15, so she stuck it out.

6:15 rolls around and “friends” turns out to be date #2

Lo and behold, who should show up just as the two women are about to leave and get a drink together at a bar across the street, but date #3.

Instead of throwing a drink in this guy’s face, they get much sweeter revenge: they all stayed for a little while. “I think he was panicking a little,” Pylant told NYMag.

Pylant literally tweeted “The end.” She and her two unexpected date friends headed to ANXO. Except things just got more ridiculous from there.

Her other friends stayed at Truxton Inn to see what Justin was up to. “They were half kidding,” Pylant told NYMag. “But then they texted me ‘dude, he’s here with a fourth girl!’”

Meanwhile, date #5, Alexandra Woody, meets her fellow Justin daters before she even gets to Justin.

Eventually Allie makes it over there to find herself in this horrifying situation.

“I waited for number four to stand up and I said ‘hi, I’m number five’ and he goes ‘oh no, you have been cut’ and made the hand motion,” she told NYMag. “I felt like I was on the MTV show Next.”

At some point Justin runs into Pylant on the street and says he just really wants to get to know her.

The party at Anxo breaks up—it is Monday after all—except Justin is still at it. Date #6 turned out to be a woman visiting from out of town … with her mom and aunt.


Evidently this wasn’t Justin’s first go around with the old six-dates-in-one-night trick.

All’s well that ends well—with Internet fame and new BFFs.

“We’re making a ‘Sister Wives’ group chat and taking selfies and planning a brunch,” Pylant says. “We’re gonna watch John Tucker Must Die.”