Over the weekend my friend Tom told me a story about a "psycho girl" he recently dated. (And by dated I mean they went out a couple times.) I'm always skeptical when guys call girls psycho—as if they play no part in making girls act crazy—but I'm going to share the story under the assumption that what Tom told me was the whole truth and nothing but the truth. (Jury duty is rubbing off on me!)
Tehe, how cute is this pic? So right, the story. After date number two, Tom was really into PG—she was pretty, fun and smart. They sent a stream of flirty text messages back and forth, but then he could feel a change on PG's end when he told her about his upcoming birthday. He didn't invite her out for the celebration because it was a guys-only night. Fair enough. And THEN, the crazy came out. (If a girl's got it in her, she usually can't hide it for long.) The day after his birthday, PG invited Tom to her penthouse apartment on the Upper East Side to give him his birthday present, if ya know what I'm sayin'.
So he quickly got ready and hopped into a cab uptown. When he got to the apartment, the doorman informed him there wasn't even a penthouse in the building and that no one by PG's name lived there! WTF?! So he texted her to see what was up and she said she had accidentally texted the address wrong. Oopsie! So he hopped into another cab and when he reached the building, it was the same story. Wrong apartment. To make a short story shorter, Tom went to three or four apartments before receiving this text:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FUCKER. HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR TOUR OF THE UPPER EAST SIDE!!!
Happy Birthday, Fucker? Seriously? But yeah, it is pretty damn funny. Sorry, Tom!
So tell me: Girls, have you ever plotted revenge on a guy? And guys, have you ever been royally screwed like this before?
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