I forget the actual conversational thread, but we came up with a lovely conspiracy of ex's who trade photos of their still-significant others to orchestrate stalking and general misery--"here's Luke, he broke up with me six months ago and my life is over. If you see him, please try to strike up a relationship with him, dump him, and give me the location where I can pick up the pieces." "Bobby put out a restraining order on me last August, but here's his address, please help." That sort of thing.
"Sort of a Hands Across America," I said.
"Yes," added Butterfly. "Woeful Hands Across America."
"Or maybe 'Wronged Hands Across America.'"
When we caught our breaths, proposals for the WHAA website began in earnest. Butterfly had a great idea for a slogan, which I can't remember :( Mine was "We're here for you because he's not." Very hard to stop laughing that morning.