Sunday, October 3, 2010

Fuck you, man! ...I love you.

Have you ever seen someone walking down the street and suddenly you become irrationally and severely angry, and think "Get that fucking stupid smile off your face before I punch you!" ?
It really doesn't happen every month, or even every other month, but sometimes PMS turns me into a complete bitch. People will piss me off merely for existing in the first place.
It's kind of like turning into a werewolf-- you're filled with blinding rage and you eat everything in sight.
If werewolves did exist, PMSing werewolves would be the most feared of their kind. Killing machines. Not even werewolves are safe from their fury.

The general population is uncomfortable discussing lady parts. But I'm sure a few of you fellas out there certainly get the werewolf thing. You guys probably fear the time of the month your girlfriend turns into a werebitch. It's not a pleasant time for anyone, but here are a few helpful tips to dealing with the werebitch:
-Do not talk to her unless she speaks to you
...this decreases the chances of her biting your head off (either figuratively or literally, depending on where you're going with this. )
-Be careful how you word things.
...werebitches are quick to cry or start a fight. You wanted to know where the orange juice is? She doesn't give a fuck what you want! Why don't YOU buy the orange juice?? Orange Juice reminds her of O.J. and he killed that poor woman, you insensitive OJ-loving bastard!
-Stock the cupboards with both sweet and salty snacks.
...werebitches often get sudden urges to eat that must be satisfied NOW. Make sure that box of Gushers in the pantry isn't empty, because she's blaming you for eating the last package of awesome juicy fruitsnacks and leaving the EMPTY G.D. BOX IN THE FREAKIN PANTRY!! (whether or not you actually did is irrelevant. In fact, more than likely it was probably her who's the guilty party).
-Always remember...
...werebitches often don't mean whatever they say or do during this time. If she cries reading the news on the internet or yells at you for wearing the wrong colored socks, just smile and nod. In a few days, it will all be over with and you can have your normal, clear-headed girlfriend back.

Sorry to all the people I've irrationally yelled or cried at any time in the past month. Sometimes it's hard to control the reaction from a tsunami sized surge of artificial hormones. Gotta love modern science.

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