a rather good argument.
what glistens and sparkles like a show girl's head dress, and weighs about as much as a small cantaloupe?
it's beautiful. I KNOW!!!! it's a fantastic piece of neck wear to add to my non-existent jewelry collection. fashionable AND hand crafted.
most importantly though... it was given to me as a gift from my BFF!
i hung it on my rear view mirror, see... so i can see it EVERY DAY as a reminder of how lucky i am to have vagynafondue in my life.
i did wear it once though. at erin's insistence. (i've never really been good at saying no to blonds.) don't get me wrong! i truly love it, but it is rather... well, LARGE. and- wearing it to a concert of that very band? well, that's about as cool as the kid who always crapped themselves back in elementary school.
i imagine that the proud glances she shot at my amulet during the show, were much like the ones she'll give her son after his 1st day of school. but- can you really blame her?
later, she posted a picture from that weekend that exploited my poor spelling and grammar skillz... which initiated the largest organized meeting of grammar nazis in history.
and- that's only ONE reason my best friend is better than yours.
would your best friend hold a 10 inch butcher knife to your neck? oh, i did NOT think so.
AND- even if THEY did... would their life's mission be making paper out of human skin?
i guess, if that is their life's mission- you probably shouldn't be letting them that close to you with a blade. oh shit. umm, ok. moving on.
do they only like taking pictures with you if they get to spit on you?
when you're sweating your fat ass off carrying heavy materials up an incredibly scary set of attic stairs, *bonus, you're scared of heights*... to set up for a fabulous party SHE planned for her baby's 1st birthday. DOES your best friend help by entertaining you with the most fantastic garage skating exhibition you have ever seen?
i mean you and your little sister were doing FINE using a camouflaged jacket as a ghetto rigged pulley system to haul that 50 pound chair 13 feet above your head. how could a little more muscle have helped you anyway?
when you're sitting and talking with your best friend, she might compliment your makeup. vagynafondue?
pfft. she makes a fist, raises her hand- and tells me how she often times "just wants to punch" me.
also, when her and i were getting our asses kicked in a VERY unfair game of super frisbee... she managed to keep our spirit's lifted with a team patented celebration dance. she also discovered that when you jump into a bush, with alcohol in your system, it's a lot like stage diving! patent pending.
if all that is not enough to prove that my bff is more awesome than yours:
my best friend wears a TUTU.
it's beautiful. I KNOW!!!! it's a fantastic piece of neck wear to add to my non-existent jewelry collection. fashionable AND hand crafted.
most importantly though... it was given to me as a gift from my BFF!
i hung it on my rear view mirror, see... so i can see it EVERY DAY as a reminder of how lucky i am to have vagynafondue in my life.
i did wear it once though. at erin's insistence. (i've never really been good at saying no to blonds.) don't get me wrong! i truly love it, but it is rather... well, LARGE. and- wearing it to a concert of that very band? well, that's about as cool as the kid who always crapped themselves back in elementary school.
i imagine that the proud glances she shot at my amulet during the show, were much like the ones she'll give her son after his 1st day of school. but- can you really blame her?
later, she posted a picture from that weekend that exploited my poor spelling and grammar skillz... which initiated the largest organized meeting of grammar nazis in history.
and- that's only ONE reason my best friend is better than yours.
would your best friend hold a 10 inch butcher knife to your neck? oh, i did NOT think so.
AND- even if THEY did... would their life's mission be making paper out of human skin?
i guess, if that is their life's mission- you probably shouldn't be letting them that close to you with a blade. oh shit. umm, ok. moving on.
do they only like taking pictures with you if they get to spit on you?
when you're sweating your fat ass off carrying heavy materials up an incredibly scary set of attic stairs, *bonus, you're scared of heights*... to set up for a fabulous party SHE planned for her baby's 1st birthday. DOES your best friend help by entertaining you with the most fantastic garage skating exhibition you have ever seen?
i mean you and your little sister were doing FINE using a camouflaged jacket as a ghetto rigged pulley system to haul that 50 pound chair 13 feet above your head. how could a little more muscle have helped you anyway?
when you're sitting and talking with your best friend, she might compliment your makeup. vagynafondue?
pfft. she makes a fist, raises her hand- and tells me how she often times "just wants to punch" me.
also, when her and i were getting our asses kicked in a VERY unfair game of super frisbee... she managed to keep our spirit's lifted with a team patented celebration dance. she also discovered that when you jump into a bush, with alcohol in your system, it's a lot like stage diving! patent pending.
if all that is not enough to prove that my bff is more awesome than yours:
my best friend wears a TUTU.