Did you know that some girls view their friends as boring placeholders to pass the time before they get a boyfriend? And he's always a mook, but she adores him, and she wears this revolting yellow ribbon in her hair that bounces as she carries out a festive snack tray while he and his buddies play poker.
Nothing makes me quite so sick as watching an All-American ponytail girl babying her mooky boyfriend.
3 comments:
You're a monkey too.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_evolution
I never look at friends or boyfriends as competing entities. I totally get what you're saying, though. Sometimes there can be cross-over, as the case is with me and Marty.
I think that often those mookies are doing quite a bit of babying to the All-American ponytail girl (new term: Vanity Girls*) as well.
My problem with the position you often take on this sort of thing is the most often un-nuanced view of the male.
As if only the male is capable of the particular type of bad, or is the sole originator and creator of said badness.
This is nearly never so. Every couple type bad has a thread of blame tied to each and is most often nearly equal in import.
The main point of the extended comment is to inflict the rule of contextuality into all things...
:-)
* Defined elsewhere.
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