I overheard the most annoying conversation between two card carrying vagina members today at lunch and it made me want to run to the doctor and have a sex change! There are many reasons why I hate being lumped into the vagina group: the drama, the gossip, the constant hair/nail/body talk, the weird diet habits, the fashion addictions, the fake tanning, the obsessive boy issues, and many many more. But today's little overheard conversation has got to be one of the biggest things I hate about females. I will be kindly referring to these girls as Tramp and Hussy and to the girl they are talking about as Hootchie.
Here's an exert from their conversation:
Tramp: Oh, me gawd Hussy...like do you know who I ran into the other night?
Hussy: Noooo, like who?
Hussy: Is Hootchie the girl who like slept with FratBoy that night at like the lake?
Tramp: Um, no, but she is like whack too....Hellllllooooo.....I am like talking about my frienemy...Hootchie!
Tramp: She is like, totally, like my ultimate frienemy! Of all time!
Hussy: Yeah, she is like such a poser!
Tramp: She is llike my number one frienemy!
So, once the frienemy bomb was dropped I choked on my lunch. They were talking loud enough for other patrons to hear them and it was then that I realized that I too had a vagina and needed to get the fuck out of there before they embarrassed me any more!
What the fuck is wrong with chicks?
She's like a friend but an enemy at the same time! I hate this kind of girl thing...why do you think you have so much drama in your life...you have frienemies! I prefer to keep my friends and my enemies line very clear...there is no mixing of the two. I am so glad that I have a small group of great girls that I consider my friends, and a small group on enemies and nothing in between. I am also glad that the girlfriends I do have are nothing, nothing, nothing like these girls that give vaginal members of society a bad name! These are the girls that need to be face fucked so that they will keep their damn skanky mouths shut!