To conclude, or begin..."Up yours", "Bite me", "You're such a loser"
It's how male friends talk to eachother. The worse the insult, the more profound the relationship. So women talk to eachother....while men cuss eachother out. The real litmus test of the friendship is the ability of the person receiving the insult, to covet and embrace the "rip"...without crying or whining.
Men can sit around the TV all night, and never say 3 sentences to eachother, other than.."hey asshole, get me a beer while you're up and don't go puttin your herpes laden tongue on my pint...loser."
The funny thing is, we never wonder if "everything is OK"..or "what is he thinking" about our buddies. And do you know why? Cause we don't give a shit, that's why. We are thinking about beer, ladies, sex and probably either hockey, or football. (and in bewteen that, sex..the really dirty kind) Not enough synapses in that cranial matter to focus any more inner thought on our buddies "thoughts".
For example....
Question-"Hey asshole, what do you want on your pizza, shithead?"
Answer-"What the fuck do I care, do I have to dial the phone for your sorry drop out ass?"
And do you know what else? Huh? When we say "I don't care", do you know what that means? It means, are you ready for it? We don't care, that's what.
(Women have approximately 17 degrees of " I don't care". Men don't.)
Guys will rip on eachother and insult eachother all night with the worst possible cusses imaginable....alll with one shared aim. Not to show that they are wondering what their buddy is thinking, but to show him that they are buds.
And do you know what buddies do? They go to war for eachother, they stick up for eachother, help eachother and they defend eachother, even if they do call eachother horrible things....that's how we show we care.
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