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| Dear Hopeful Hamptonite, In situations such as these, being the bigger person and ignoring the asshole in question is usually the most honorable and respectable route. However, why be a bigger person when you could be a terribly wicked one (and have oodles of fun doing it!). Now first you must look absolutely 100% fabulous the next time you venture to your Hamptons hut, then find yourself in the company of all his friends, especially his best. Charm, be witty and ever so seductive. Now the feat indeed is to seduce his friend to the ultimate power (maybe even �do it� since you didn�t give him any serious bootytime). However, it is very important you do not tell him, it is extremely essential that you do not let on any feelings of unjust or being wronged and let the truth between you and your indiscretion come to light naturally. It may take weeks, it may take months, (even years in some severe cases) you may not even be around to witness your hard work mapped out on his face when he finds out. But feel comfort in knowing that he will know. Just have a fun finish to your summer and relish the fact that that disparaging look on his face will sing out to all women of all races across this great land that you sent a righteous asshole back where he belongs! Probably Jersey (opp�s did that just slip out). Signed: fegolicious �pro-arm floaties and other pooltime paraphernalia� fego |
| Todays Topic: The Hampton Hook-up |
| Dear fegolicious, This summer a few of my friends and I went in on a share in west Hampton (I know, I know � Lizzie Grubman & pretentious trendballs, not to mention Neptunes 'ultimate cheezzfest 2002' - but I desperately needed some hot fun in the hot sun. Instantly upon arrival I sized up all the feral tanned hotties and nadda!�but oh�wait a minute wait a minute one of the guys has a friend from another house - yeah baby! - daddy know what momma like. I immediately had an instant love connection with this fox and of course after one liquored filled Saturday night we hooked up - REALLY hooked up, we didn�t do it, but let�s just say �everything but�.� and that can sort of be literal - ? Egad! Afterwards everything was fine and dandy, we even had dinner in the city when we got back - I was in heaven. Then the unthinkable! I awoke one hung-Sunday only to find my new beau half naked on the downstairs couch�in the arms of one of my housemates! Her name was Patty and she just loved to steal away everyone�s love interest (that bitch!). I didn�t let my presence be known and headed back to the city immediately. That following Thursday Mr. Jackass called me and asked me to dinner � strange right? My thoughts - this is A) the biggest asshole that ever roamed the western world or B) (equally as bad) just the stupidest � it was most perplexing. An incredible asshole or an incredible idiot?�umm, tough decision, I�ll choice nothing for $500. I told him I didn�t think it was going to work out and we said our friendly goodbyes, I�d be the bigger person. The next day I received an email from him� �So how�s Patty?� - ASSHOLE! Fegolicious what should I do? Signed, hopeless in the hamptons� |
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