Well, I guesss you can't top being Internet engaged to a fictional pony.

Somebody, somewhere, not only can but will; there's no bottom to the Marianas Trench of fannish orneriness. This very post--arriving immediately on the heels of the Anniversary Deathmatch,--ought to serve as proof that when the wankosphere finally seems to have hit absolute rock bottom, there'll always be someone out there ready to start tunneling through to the molten lava core.