What a name, it's a good name unfortunately for her the assholes keep mispronouncing it to sound like the risky c-word and she's mad about it. So totally understandable. So cute, so capable, smart, such a great sibling, amazing parents too, probably. Don't know. The parents I mean. Or the sibling. Or her, for that matter. Or her friend. Yeah so she's a friend of a friend of a friend, whose sibling has been speaking to somebody I know, and I saw her photo somewhere and then inferred from the conversations.
What is it with these pathetic, rather desperate posts.
She is apparently applying for a super duper advanced degree in a super duper technical field and the air all gassed up comes out (from the mouth) because it's difficult to think of attractive women while breathing like a normal person. You know?
And then this goddamn game of chinese whispers where you tell somebody some thing, and they tell the other person some version of that, and it gets passed around a few more times in the tumbler, losing its original form to be barely identifiable until it -- unintentionally -- reaches the person of interest. And what they hear is not what you said, often it can be tangential to what was said. Do you man up (or vag up) and stand by the words they thought were said, or do you become a truthfighter -- as in, a fighter for truth and not you know somebody who fights the truth which is approximately sixty percent of America and twenty percent of Canada at this moment -- and try to explain that nunnnuununnn what you said was you loooved the water vessel in their apartment and were wondering where you could buy them and not....whatever....was communicated to them.
Sure, you claim you're not an asshole, not a creep.
How do you know?
You sure there bud?
Where were you planning to go with the water-vessel gambit anyway, huh bud?
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