On this “friendzone” shit.
I know it’s been said a million times, but if you’re giving all your ~* friendship *~ to women in expectation of some tail, maybe you should make it clear, with more than puppy dog looks and some Ben & Jerry’s, that you’re down to fuck. Because women aren’t fucking mind readers. If a guy never in our entire friendship expresses a desire to see my bathing suit areas, then I will assume that’s not a place our friendship will go. And if I suspect he’s being weird and friendly only to see my bathing suit areas, I’m a lot more likely to drop the friendship, because that’s not a friend, that’s a transaction. And I ain’t your ho.
Important things are important.
