Welcome back to the She-Woman Man-Haters Club. It’s been a long time. So you thought we’d closed our doors for good? The only thing closed now is our legs. Well, maybe not completely closed. A girl does have needs.
The club has grown lately. Within the past month alone I know of three other couples who have split up. So I’d like to welcome our newest members to the She-Woman Man-Haters Club.
The most recent couple to break us is my sister, Fallen Angel, and the guy she has seen for a few months now, Wascally Rabbit. A couple of weeks ago she found out through Facebook that he was “in a relationship” with another person. Of course he had an explanation for this. He was just helping the poor girl out. It was just a show for some guy who she was trying to run off. Notice I didn’t say that it was a good explanation, because after further investigation we found that there was just too much on her profile about WR, tags & such, for it to be a ploy to scare off another guy. WR is full of shit.
So after giving WR plenty of chances to correct the situation and him not doing so, my sister asked me to send the girl a message on Facebook and find out if it was true. So I sent her a very polite message telling her the situation and letting her know that I was just concerned that my sister might be dating a lying cheating piece of shit. Personally I would want to know if my man was dating someone else on the side, especially if we were living together and supposedly a monogamous couple.
I sent the message around 2:30 pm today. My sister and I waited, but I received no reply. WR wasn’t replying to my sister’s texts. When she got off work she tried to call him and he sent the call straight to voicemail. That seemed a little odd. Then he finally answered her call and told her that he was going hunting tonight. Not unusual for a redneck, but unusual for a guy that was just offered a booty call. You see, Fallen Angel was trying her best to set a trap of her own.
So as far as we know right now, his other girlfriend probably got my message and is now chewing him a new asshole, or at least we hope that’s what’s happening. I’d also like to add that I told her that he can burn in hell with the rest of the lying cheating assholes out there. (Insert sweet southern smile & bat eyelashes here.)
It seems that spring is in the air, and you know what that means. It’s time for men to cheat and/or break up with the women who love them, leaving us women to shed tears, then harden our hearts, then open our legs to someone who may not be date-able but who is definitely fuck-able. As the Preacher’s Daughter’s like to say, “Next!” and my favorite is, “The best way to get over a man is to get on top of another one.”
It amazes me that once I regain my single status, the men start coming at me from all directions, or so it seems. It’s probably just that I’ve been so enamored with Teacher that I just ignored all the other men. Not that I have a problem with receiving offers, mind you, but it can be a bit overwhelming when just coming out of a long-term monogamous relationship.
The best thing to come out of all this is that I’m finally getting my own little apartment. I’ll be single and living alone for the first time in a very, very long time. I’m very excited about all the possibilities. Shit, if I choose to, I could have a different man over for some “sweet tea” every week. Wouldn’t that be lovely? I’d better stock up on tea.
We’ll have to see about that though. I’m still in the “I hate men” phase of the post break-up emotional roller coaster ride. I think I should let things follow their natural course this time and not rush into anything. That’s what always gets me into trouble anyway. So no rushing into anything serious, and as always…
Happy humping! (Meeting adjourned.)