Jun 20, 2010 03:06
You know that mate you had back in school - nearly everyone had a mate like this, who was the equivalent of the group's materialistic weasel who was out for what he could get?
The one who gave you the advice that you knew was dubious morally but would likely get you laid? The one who manipulated you and all your friends (or tried to) simply for shits and giggles?
I am talking to that guy - for the first time in a while.
He is lecturing me on morals, and how I am apparently stringing along poor desperate menfolk with the implied suggestion that I will one day give up my polyamorous ways for monogamy and a white fucking picket fence.
There are so many things wrong with this conversation, I have not got a clue where to begin. Suffice it to say, if he keeps this up, he's liable to get a fat lip.
Reassurances that I am neither a heartless bitch, nor a manipulative cunt are most welcome.