“You Need a Fuck Buddy.”
I’ve been hearing this phrase a lot recently from my female friends and while I absolutely agree with them, finding a fuck buddy is easier said than done — especially if you have a vagina.
Hopefully without seeming egotistical, I can state that I think am an attractive mouse. I’m no Jude Law or Denzel Washington but I feel confident that I am not repulsive. I get a nice amount of Friendster views. This still means nothing in reality, so let’s all bear witness to some truthiness:
Woman: Wanna be my fuck buddMan: Yes.
Vice versa.
Man: Wanna be my fuck buddy?
Woman: Uhm, no. <insert excuse or abuse here> (and I think you’re a creep for asking)
That’s how it is children, and while I am sure that in the far distant future, I may be cool enough with a willing and single girl to pull this off, I am currently about to burst. And I know what you’re thinking but I don’t do that often.
It’s not the same. It’s not even close.
The other option is to just walk up to someone at the pub and try my luck, but if you are a regular reader of this blog then you know how I feel about that one. Plus, it goes against the Way of the Dating Siesta™.
PS
Obi-Mads says it is completely legal to hook up during the Siesta as long as I don’t do the pursuing.
Leave a Reply