"PIB, your grandfather(or some family member)... <insert offensive comment here>"
"PIB, how's your <insert queer/freaky or some totally bizarre way to call my love interest>? <insert offensive comment here about how I lack 'skills' when it comes to love>"
"PIB, how's your <insert secret>(what the--!)"
So I'm like, there are some jokes I can take, and some jokes I totally find offensive; and I can only take so much.
How
many times do I have to repeat myself just to get through their thick
skulls that there are some skeletons in my closet that I can't just
show to everyone? I mean, they already know that I take offense to
such remarks, do I have to show them my bleeding Fing heart; and this
happens like once a week?
You might be thinking, I must be
sensitive--duh! Implausible as it may sound, I have a life filled with
mostly disappointments and hurt; so yeah, I'm pretty sensitive.
Maybe I should find new people to hang out with. Sheesh.



