Life was not fun today as I got involuntary roped into a drug search in a student's backpack. I confess that my greatest joy involved a story of someone else's misfortune.
White Glue was telling me about her worst Valentine's day. She was a college sophomore dating a frat boy. To celebrate the holiday, he bought her wine coolers (not wine, wine coolers) and a truffle. Later that night he dumped her, saying he only needed a girlfriend for rush season. She punched him in the face 3 times, leaving him with a black eye, and her with the eternal respect of the rest of the frathouse.
Yes, it's a little disturbing that I find this hilarious. Still, if I ever run a women's empowerment group, I'm bringing Glue in as an inspirational speaker.
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reminds me of the time I threw the perfect snowball squarely into the face of the snowball-throwing-idiot-neighbor-boy in grade school. sweet joy, sweet revenge.
Man... funny kind of but in my world punching someone in the face != kids with snowballs... but is assault, even if a guy is an asshole and dumps you.
My 2 cents!
- Liz
http://liz-henry.blogspot.com
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