My best friend's boyfriend is doomed. Big time. Unless, of course, he can think up a really good apology, an equally good excuse, and find an even better peace offering. This is what he gets for dating a mad woman.
I was there when the call that doomed him came in, honestly(I was sleeping over, though I've been trying to figure out for a long time why they call it a sleep over when nobody sleeps). Boy, was she mad.
Luckily, she had a way to take out her anger: playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl(as is per usual). Of course, this meant the rest of us(me, her 14-year-old sister, and her 7-year-old brother) never stood a chance, but oh, well. I mean, she won at one point without losing any of her stock(it was set on 5) when she was against all three of us at once.
Now that I think about it, maybe that's how she got this boyfriend so well trained . . . The woman is scary when she's mad to me, and I've more or less gotten used to her after being friends for 8 years.
But then, all of my friends are crazy, so you'd think I'd learn . . .
