F.Y.I.
F.Y.I.
I received an e-mail with the following paragraph:
This email is going out to
pretty
much all the friend’s I’ve ever had (provided we’re still on good terms
and I have your email address on record), because I want to invite YOU
to
my house to welcome me into my next decade!!! I am planning a full
weekend party — crash space provided! — with games, movies, food, and
whatever else. Heck, if we want to move some furniture around, we could
have a dance party in my living room and dining room, for all I care
(maybe the crystal chandelier could refract light like a disco
ball…)!
So, as a service to my readers, I want you all to be aware that there are people who think: ‘Go fuck yourself…hard’ is ending things on “good terms,” given that was the last line of the last e-mail I sent this guy four years ago.
Go figure.
Well, like they say: the more you know.
Clareified: All about education and information. We now resume our PG rated posts, already in progress.
February 23rd, 2005 at 4:45 pm
Go fuck yourself…hard
Maybe he thought you wished him much pleasure.
February 23rd, 2005 at 4:48 pm
Exactly, so the lesson is be specific, like “up the ass with a chainsaw.”
February 23rd, 2005 at 5:13 pm
Maybe he still holds a torch for you, in which case tell him the lighted stick is what he should fuck himself with.
February 23rd, 2005 at 6:03 pm
I’m so glad you’re not still friends, because I wanted to say unpleasant things about his use of the apostrophe in the word: “friend’s”. I hate that. Geez, there was a friggin’ number-one television show with the name “friends”; how can people not know that there’s no apostrophe in the plural?
I assume it was a similar misuse of the apostrophe that caused you to cut off the friendship?
February 23rd, 2005 at 7:49 pm
And really, suggesting anatomically impossible acts with dangerous power tools has a lot more panache than a simple “Go fuck yourself.”
February 23rd, 2005 at 10:01 pm
Thank god this site is rated R.