Ever since that one guy I was playing D&D with called me a “petulant whore”, it’s been the preferred pet name by my inner circle. We call each other that over everything. Yelling at each other over games, greeting each other in the morning, complimenting each other’s accomplishments.
And the guy who originally called me that just found out and wrote me a very long, angry e-mail about how I was supposed to be insulted, and how dare I turn his words around like that.
I’ve been laughing over this for hours. Dude, get a grip.
Men so fragile.