Wednesday, July 14, 2010
FRIENDS TO THE END?
“There’s no such thing as male/female friendships.”
“A female friend is just someone a man hasn’t fucked yet.”
These are just a couple of the statements I’m sure many, if not most of us have heard over the course of our lives. For me it raises the question: Can men and women truly be platonic friends? Some may say yes, many will say “hell fuckin’ no”. It’s commonly believed that in a male/female friendship that someone is always interested in being more than just friends; that often-time the interested party is secretly biding their time, hoping for an “opening”.
If this is always the case, then what does that say for all of my female friends? Should Keesha be worried about me trying to pipe her the next time I see her? Should I be worried about her trying to ride this cock? Are Andie and I liable to fuck any time we hang out? The editor of this very blog is a good female friend of mine. Should I only maintain internet contact with her for fear of two freak Scorpios being in the same place, and consequently getting’ it on? On second thought, maybe I should avoid her. I’m just kidding (but I’m not) (inserts LOL here for wifey’s benefit).
Seriously though, how am I supposed to properly function as the socialite that I am if the woman who is being my friend (or at least is pretending to be) has a “fucking” agenda? (Pun intended) How am I supposed to maintain the beautiful friendships I have with women if they’re worried about me trying to penetrate their “fleshy gates”. If everybody’s on-guard, are we truly friends? How many platonic, opposite-sex friendships do you really have? Take a personal inventory and hit this blog with your results.