| I won't even bother to spell the word correctly. Aren't I a bastard? ;) Hell, is it EVER safe to blame PMS? Even when that's the true cause of everyone's misery, such a claim is usually met with flying cookware and screaming at high volumes. And whimpering, but the whimpering's usually on my part, so naturally it doesn't matter. I once knew someone who actually wrote the names of his female friends down in a pocketbook, in red ink, on the weeks he should avoid confrontation with them. It's provided much joke fodder over the years, but the day one of the ladies in question found his book and realized what it was for was no laughing matter. |
