Just in case you think I’m some sort of a misogynistic asshole (which I am only part of the time), I don’t think that all girls are stupid, hormonal and crazy. I’ve known plenty of girls who managed to suppress most of the crazy, or who used their brains to be reasonable rather than emotional. I’m also just saying these girls are few and far between.
Carryn took an instant dislike to most of my female friends/acquaintances and there weren’t a lot of them that wanted to stick around for the competition. To be fair, I did sleep with most of them, and those I hadn’t already I did still want to, so maybe Carryn wasn’t too far off. But there is one friend Carryn doesn’t stand a chance of getting rid of, and strangely enough has never had any inclination to. In fact, she sometimes speaks with more approval of June than she does of me.
June is a friend from varsity days, and the only woman other than my mother than I’ve known for that long and haven’t slept with. Don’t want to sleep with either. June is hot, but for other guys. I’ve known her too long and she’s like one of my bros. She still gets invites to our boys’ weekends, and she gets to be an honourary guest at all rugby matches and Teazers visits. She is one of the few girls I know without the crazy reflex. (And according to her, the gag reflex. June has a tendency to exaggerate.)
I’ve met all of her boyfriends, all steady serious guys who would do anything for her. There’s only one that really stuck, and Jack has been around for ages. None of the boys are really mates with him, he’s not really our type, but June is happy and so I think it’s awesome.
In any case, I want to use June to illustrate that it is biologically possible for girls not to be raging hormonal tearbags of issues, resentment and insecurities. Just think like a man, and you’ll be sorted.
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