Skip to main content

The Friend Purge, or How You Know Someone on Facebook Doesn't Want to Have Sex with You

Despite the comprehensive nature of my last two notes, people are still writing to me saying--"Kevin, I think people are trying to have sex with me on Facebook, but what they're doing doesn't fall under the criteria listed in either of your two notes!"

To which I usually reply, "Grandma, get off Facebook."

Even so, I figured I'd write another note to give you all a little more help.  This time, however, I'm taking a
different approach.  I'm going to show you how to figure out if somebody doesn't want to have sex with you.

Because let's face it, there are way more of those people.

Let's begin:

If--You've been defriended as part of a "friend" purge.

Then that person is saying--I'm pretending that I'm just keeping people I know, when really I'm keeping everybody I want to have sex with and deleting all the people I don't want to have sex with, including some people I know.  That means some people I don't know will be kept on the off-chance I one day can have sex with them.  This includes this guy from Alaska named Raul, because you never know, one day I may be in Alaska.  And Inuit sex is hot.  So to summarize, I am prioritizing hot people I could one day have sex with over less attractive people that I actually know and may run into many times in the near future.


If--You were defriended suddenly and for seemingly no reason.

Then that person is saying--If you were to press me on this, I would say that I defriended you because you're annoying, but it's moreso because I don't want to have sex with you.  I'm still friends with people that are wayyy more annoying than you, but I want to have sex with them.  You'll be able to see this when you click on my profile and see that we still have tons of mutual friends in common, and all of them are more attractive than you.  Luckily, you'll never confront me about this because you don't want to have an awkward moment.  At least, that's what I'm counting on.

If--someone didn't accept your friend request.

Then that person is saying--If you were to bring up why I haven't accepted you, I would say it's because we haven't met, when in reality, it's because I don't want to have sex with you.  I'll pretty much friend anybody that's cute.  Of course, once I friend them, if I scan their photos and find out that they're not as cute in all of them as they are in their default photo, I will defriend them and claim I just wanted to see if I knew them, when in reality, if they had been cute, I totally would have kept them around.  Sometimes I don't accept requests from people I've met, worked with, been at parties at, or even had as a roommate for three months, because I just don't want to have sex with them.  This one time, I had sex with this kid and he turned out to be a total weirdo, but I still thought he was kind of cute, and in the event that he started taking his meds again, I didn't want to defriend him and then not be aware that he was medicated and therefore sane enough to have sex with again, and so instead I just defriended his friend for absolutely no reason, because I felt like I should defriend somebody as a result of the situation and his friend wasn't that hot anyway.  When I log onto Facebook, I want my feed to be a long wall of people I want to bone.  That is my dream.

Okay, kids.  Go rule some people out.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A List of People Who Can Go to Hell Now That I Can't Have Elizabeth Warren

So today was a rough day for everybody who isn't a @#$%-ing #$%hole. Let's just start there. If that upsets you, by all means, go straight to hell. This entire rant is going to be exactly what it sounds like. I am mad and I am going to exercise my right to BLOG ABOUT IT LIKE IT'S 1995, SO BUCKLE UP, BUTTERCUP. I really don't even know where to start, so let's just jump right in with the first person who comes to mind. Bloomberg, go to hell.  You really didn't have anything specific to do with today, but you can just go to hell for spending an ungodly amount of money on literally nothing.  I mean, you could have lit millions of dollars on fire and at least warmed the hands of the homeless, but instead, you made tv stations across the country that are already owned by Conservatives rich, so kudos to you and go to hell. Amy Klobuchar, I STUCK UP FOR YOU AMY.  I got into FIGHTS on SOCIAL MEDIA while DEFENDING your sorry, self-interested ass.  You know

Theater and the Outbreak

After last week's interview, a representative from a theater that recently experienced the results of opening too soon reached out to speak with me. I want to thank this person for coming forward in the hopes that it'll change some minds about what's safe and what isn't when it comes to the performing arts. Here's the interview: ME:  So this wasn't a full production or-- THEM:  No. It was us trying to do a little something for friends and donors. ME:  Who is 'us?' THEM:  The board of _____. ME:  And how long have you been on the board? THEM:  Three years. ME:  What was this going to be? THEM:  There's a, uh, beautiful park here in town, and we wanted to do an outdoor performance of a Shakespeare as a benefit, because, as you know, theaters are having a hard time right now paying the bills. We checked with the local government and the health department for the state to make sure we were doing everything the way we needed to in order to keep everyone s

People You Know Are More Important Than People You Don't Know

This post is in response to arguing with people--straight and gay alike--about a certain celebrity, whether or not she's an ally, if she's pandering, if pandering matters, and whether or not I'm an asshole. The last part is probably an enthusiastic "Yes" but let's reflect on this for a bit anyway without actually giving more time to an argument about a person none of us know, which is a crucial part of what I want to talk about. People you know are more important than people you don't know. I realize it's tricky in an age where we've never been closer or more engaged to our celebrities to keep in mind that we do not know them, they are not our friends, and while we may love them and stan and feel like we're attacked when they're attacked-- That is not true. That is not real. They are in no tangible way connected to us. Now, as someone who is obsessed with pop culture, I get that it's a little hypocritical for me to be making