Going Psycho discusses her guy, Gestapo with me.
Me: so, how’s it going with him?
Going Psycho: Same shit. He’s a leech. And now he wants to know everything about all my friends, my past loves, my work. Bloody hell, I think he even checks my sms’s.
Me: Gasp. Fuck, drop him. Hot potato dude.
Going Psycho: Ya. Really I want to.
Going Psycho: But he’s like nice to have handy. Like when I’m bored and in town, and want to go for a movie. Or coffee. Or just some slow evenings someone to hang with.
Me: Okay, so you just want to hang with him.
Going Psycho: Ya, but its too late now. He’s in my house all the time. And he’s stuck to me. I don’t want him around all the time. How do i do this?
Me: so let’s get this clear. You are asking me how to tell a guy that you don’t want him around all the time, only the times you are bored and want someone to go for a movie with.
Going Psycho: Okay. If you put it like that, ya, I guess.
Feeling blue calls me, out of the blue.
Feeling Blue: Listen if you like a guy, and want him to sleep with you, how do you get him to do that?
Me: Um, just tell him that. Chances are he’ll be happy to oblige.
Feeling Blue: Fool. I can’t tell him that. He has to want it.
Me: Oh, well, then does he want it?
Feeling Blue: I don’t know. I want him to want it.
Me: One sec, are you asking me how you can get a guy you want to sleep with, to think that he wants to sleep with you, and it was his idea in the first place, that sort of thing?
Feeling Blue: Ya, will you just help, or are you going to be technical about it.
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