I wanted to tell him, “Hey, listen, I’m just not the kind of girl who hops into bed with a guy right away.” And then I realized- Wait! That’s exactly the kind of girl I am.
I joke with one of my closest friends personally who professionally doubles as my bartender.
Do you know the difference between a slut and a bitch? he asks. I respond negatively.
A slut will sleep with anyone. A bitch will sleep with anyone but you.
Ha ha ha. In every joke, there is a morsel of truth.
I can joke about bitches and sluts. I can talk about dirty sex with my friends. Call them hookers, whores. I can talk dirty during sex. I prefer the term “fucking” a thousand times over “making love.”
I am not a prude.
But, outside of the scenario of talking dirty, I still don’t want a man to use the word “pussy” in conversation with me.
In a story, okay. Every other word, hell no. But even using it in place of “tail” or “ass”- I’m not okay with it.
Boys will be boys. And when you’re in the locker room, at the car table, or sidled up to the bar, fire away.
But in the company of the opposite sex, gentlemen do not use this word.
I am laying down the law. And this comes from a girl who named her pug Snatch.
After the movie, guys. Come on.
5 Comments
October 6, 2009 at 2:48 pm
Maybe it was the fact that I grew up with two older sisters, but using the word outside the bedroom (or backseat or the steps of the Capitol or wherever), would seem a bit…rude to me. Damn the good manners that were forced on me.
You named your dog Snatch? All I can think of is the dog getting away in the park and you going around asking people, “Have you seen my pug? Snatch?” There’d be some funny looks I’m sure.
October 6, 2009 at 3:20 pm
I had a neighbor who delighted in yelling across the parking lot, “How’s your G-spot today?” And I do laugh out loud when someone says, “Have you been introduced to her snatch yet?”
October 6, 2009 at 6:29 pm
… must not comment… too many inappropriate jokes… oh god my head hurts.
October 7, 2009 at 1:57 pm
I’ve likely heard them all before…… and I will likely laugh right along with you!
October 15, 2009 at 8:13 am
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