This past Friday, I mentioned that I was trying to get the new Twitter web client. My colleague and noted internet deviant Mat Honan graciously offered to pop in the workaround for me if I'd send him my password. I was in a rush to get to a meeting, so unaccountably, I agreed. Big mistake.

Here are some of the highlights to the twisted horror show that follows when you give your Twitter password to a terrible internet troll—and then remind him that he hasn't changed your password just yet.

And the worst part? I still don't have newnew Twitter.