*Blink* Dude: Breaking up.
I have a buddy who is planning on breaking up with his non-girlfriend shortly. They’ve been seeing each other for two months. We were hanging out a few days ago and when his mobile rang, he took a look, saw it was her… and groaned. Not a good sign. Heh. And it does not look like she’s going to let go easily. Facebook, Twitter,… so many ways to stalk, so little time. I informed him that he should wait 2 weeks since the last time they had sex. Plus, she just had minor surgery and is relying on him for some things. So he’s pretty much f*cked. Which, of course, I find delightful.
I have genuinely sympathy for him as it is hard to tell someone that it isn’t working out when you know they will be hurt.
Correct that. I had genuine sympathy for him. Until I got a text message from him in which he informed me that she got angry at him that day because he farted on her three days ago. I laughed.
Then he mentioned that it was after she’d given him a blow job.
*Blink*
But let me back up. Here’s a transcript:
RE: Is it bad I sorta want yer nongirlfriend to stalk you for my entertainment purposes?
Friend: Only if you come stand guard.
RE: No way. She will turn her black eye…the eye of Mordor…on me.
Friend: Srsly, the “you farted in my face after I have you a bj” moment is now the touchstone of our “relationship.” I didn’t mean it but I can’t explain it away.
RE: Dude. After a BJ? You deserve the stalking.
Friend: Un, in the CONTEXT of the situation, not so bad. And she’s farted on me!
RE: You guys farted on each other after 2 months of dating? Dude. You are both kicked out of the human race. I’m totally gonna blog about you.
Let’s pause here – because I’d like to point out that he somehow thought this could be explained away if I only knew the context. And I’m here to tell you that it cannot. Unless she was dying and his farts are the breath of life (which, unfortunately, I can tell you they are not and I have this knowledge after attending a movie with said friend who, upon finding seats, promptly farted me and I dropped my drink on the theatre floor. Fun for all!), I’m not thinking that any context is going to help him here. Anyway, continuing on:
Friend: I swear it wasn’t “in her face” it was pointed in another direction. And I”m pretty sure I’ve done/said worse.
This was followed by:
Friend: I mean, HOW DOES THIS UPSET HER 3 DAYS LATER?
I really can’t stop laughing about this.

Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.