Bitter Betties

 

I swear down I rally wasn't that bad when I was a boy. Doctor Klein explained that my uppity 'tude and reliance on edgy unfunny humor, stemmed from social anxiety and lack of certainty in my manhood.

But like a group of nerd girls felt strongly enough to emasculate my body and blitz my brain, with estrogen, tblockers and Manchurian candidate level brain wash spyware, I gotta be accountable.

It's humiliating to be seen dating a boy by Dudes I used to drink bars dry with. I'm boy crazy now but kinda a dorky homebody with hobbies like knitting, romance paperbacks and jigsaw puzzles. But I don't get why they even bothered Bitching me out. Why so mad?

It's just so much easier to get laid as a Dweeb Femboi than as an Average Joe. I don't get why they were so salty about gross stuff I said when they could go get great dick at the drop of a hat, while I only had my palm.
Pussy inflation is legit insane I've found love now and my Johnny ya would think he'd be with Margot Robbie, not a Nerdy Bitcchboi with a bossy streak.
"Hey Mildred, I'm sorry I clowned you so much and trashed ya behind your back nonstop when we first met. My reconditioning was made me so shallow and witchy. Thanks Babe, I have rally been working on being less of a C word. I consider you my Bestie.
 But honestly Millie didn't ya Mom teach ya how to use a comb bitch?
Can I take you to my salon? one of my pay piggies treat?"
 

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