Your bastard personality twin
Friday, May 02, 2008
For the people who don't have an actual twin by birth... have you ever met someone (heck, doesn't even have to be of the same gender) that you could've passed off as your personality twin?
I think I sort of did... well, run into one anyway.
Which just means all the hilarity, bullshit excuses, crude puns, chaos, pissy-ness, dodging and exit strategy mimics that of my own. I will admit some of the dodging I do can get downright tasteless but in my defense, I am a woman and would rather dodge early than end up in situations where I have to shove a stiletto into someone's eyeball and ruin my shoes in the process.
Like myself, my personality twin fakes it well (no pun intended for those who think they caught on ;p YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) but goddamn for shame, grow some balls.
Pulling a stunt like that gives a whole new meaning to dickweed assholery. Grow up man.
For the people who don't have an actual twin by birth... have you ever met someone (heck, doesn't even have to be of the same gender) that you could've passed off as your personality twin?
I think I sort of did... well, run into one anyway.
Which just means all the hilarity, bullshit excuses, crude puns, chaos, pissy-ness, dodging and exit strategy mimics that of my own. I will admit some of the dodging I do can get downright tasteless but in my defense, I am a woman and would rather dodge early than end up in situations where I have to shove a stiletto into someone's eyeball and ruin my shoes in the process.
Like myself, my personality twin fakes it well (no pun intended for those who think they caught on ;p YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) but goddamn for shame, grow some balls.
Pulling a stunt like that gives a whole new meaning to dickweed assholery. Grow up man.
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