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myOtaku.com: Keiko Inchihara
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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Why Boys and Girls don't get along
This is a conversation I had with a friend of mine, we're pretty close and retarded, that on/off vibe.
X: Let's say the city is overrun by zombies, right? And our group [of survivors] are running away from a bunch of zombies and you trip and break your ankle. What do I do?
Me: What do you mean?
X: I'm torn between staying with you as we both die and letting my group down, or survive to help the group but letting you get eaten by zombies all alone.
Me: What's more important? *twitch*
X: Well, both are. That's why I'm TORN between the choices.
Me: If one of your friends and I are both drowning in a river and you can only save one, who will you save?
X: But that's different! In the zombie scenario, I can't save you by carrying you! I can't outrun them like that. We'll BOTH die!
Me:...
X: What? You want me to die with you?
Me: (with no hesitation) YES.
X: ...
But they're ZOMBIES!
Emotional Tampons
To my limited knowledge, tampons are what one (usually a woman, hopefully) would use to soak up whatever MESS that she needs to EXPULSE. Emotional Tampons are basically the same thing, once Emotional tampons soaks up the mess, they are no longer necessary until the next "negative emotional expulsions" cycle. That's the good thing about Emotional Tampons compared to the real thing: they're reusable.
You know, having an emotional tampon at your disposal must be GREAT and I don't blame people who consciously or unconsciously do it. Who wouldn't want a free therapist on demand?
On the other hand, being an Emotional Tampon must SUCK for the most part. *insert evil laughter here* I mean, you sit there all day absorbing complaints, emotional outbursts, and what do you get for it? Nada...well, most of the time.
Look out for the symptoms, don't be used.
You have been warned.
Thank you.
Ki
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