Bros Before Cold-Hearted Bitches

Girlfriends Who Suck

I’m not about to call anyone a ho, as that entitles certain characteristics to which I am no longer privy to as an engagement man. But I can’t help but hate some women that break up friendships. And while I can admit that getting older and more responsible doesn’t help matters, relationships should never come in the way of friends.

And yet here I sit wondering what happened to healthy friendships as I look to piece together a list of bros worthy of inviting to my big day in 6 months. How does a guy you spent several nights a week chasing skirts and throwing back tall boys push you out of the equation for some chick on a work visa? It happens.

And how about the bro that got dumped by the bottom-feeding girl that leached onto your friend when she was unemployed but magically got bitchy and powerful when she was making more money suddenly? Now you can’t buy an invite to his fucking house parties.

This is the life of a man in his 30s (and sometimes earlier). You can count on friends that come and go. Different priorities take precedent and regular dude activities are put on the back burner. Perhaps there’s a way around it. I’ve been toying with the idea of an I Love You Man-type scenario in case I don’t like enough people and need more friends for the guest list.

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