Blue light special on dumping your ass! 3
Dear Murray
I’ve been with my bf for 5 years. I’ve outgrown the relationship and don’t know how to tell him. He has a college degree and is working in retail (not even a manager, wtf!?) and wants to hang out with his friends all the time.
He doesn’t make me a priority–when we spend time together, we do the same shit (eat out, watch tv, go to a movie), and half the time, we don’t even talk.
We’ve spoken about marriage and kids and a house, and he doesn’t seem geared towards it at all. He’s stuck, and I’m not willing to stick around and wait to see if he grows up. I refuse to wait till my tits are by my knees to realize that he’s never going to change, but every time I leave him, he comes blubbering at my door like he’s going to die without me.
What do I do? How can I get rid of him without feeling like a miserable human being?
–Signed, Waiting to Engage
Oh hell. Maybe this dude is really turned on by retail. I know people like that. I was working in an unnamed retail store in college (Target) and this woman calls me to offer me my first “real job”. So this woman says to me “what are you doing?” I tell her “I’m knee deep in batteries.” “Oooh!” she says. “Sounds kinky!” BITCH IF A PILE OF C BATTERIES SOUNDS KINKY TO YOU YOU’RE FUCKING DOING IT WRONG!
So speak to this motherfucker in his own language. “BLUE LIGHT SPECIAL IN THE HALL RIGHT NOW: YOU + ALL YOUR SHIT! thank you, come again.” hahaha.
Fuck that shit. You wanna eat at the Green Burrito 3 nights a week for the rest of your life? “How’d you like THAT movie?” “I liked it. You?” “It was ok.”
If the sex is half that lame… well, shit. That’s another blog entirely.
Now leave me the fuck alone.

It takes her 5 wasted years of her life and then she FINALLY notices how fucking lame he is? Shit, she deserves to die by his side.
"BITCH IF A PILE OF C BATTERIES SOUNDS KINKY TO YOU YOU’RE FUCKING DOING IT WRONG!"
Depends on what kind of vibrator she’s using.
So let me get this straight: She is incapable of expressing her problems to her boyfriend, is too spineless to stick by her decision to dump the underachieving douche bag, yet still discusses children and a house with him. No need to wait for your tits to fall. Freedom can be found in swallowing the barrel my dear…spread your wings and soar with Smith & Wesson.