This is part of a conversation I had with a girl at school:
Me: I’m bad at sharing. I don’t like it. I didn’t pass kindegarten!
J: But…you’re boyfriend has another girlfriend. If you don’t like to share, doesn’t that bother you?
Me: Yeah, well, its not like cake or something. Love is an infinite resource, it doesn’t run out. But sometimes you only have one slice of cake. So I can share my boyfriend. But not my cake.
J: You know, that kind of makes sense.
12 responses so far ↓
1 ANoN // Dec 10, 2009 at 3:57 pm
I don’t know if I should be flattered for Wendy’s understanding of love or insulted that she rates a piece of cake to have more value than her boyfriend.
2 Nathan // Dec 10, 2009 at 11:31 pm
Quote of the Day.
3 Wendy Blackheart // Dec 11, 2009 at 1:45 am
Heeey, I’m saying that you have MORE to give than a slice of cake baby. More. There is enough of you to share…but not cake.
Actually, I think I might have been originally talking about a cigarette. You know I hate sharing those!
4 ANoN // Dec 11, 2009 at 8:20 pm
yes but dear, I know if it came down to it you would have no qualms about selling my body to a Mexican Brothel for a piece of fudgy-the-whale cake and seat at a donkey show.
5 Wendy Blackheart // Dec 12, 2009 at 4:41 am
Hey now! I’d only sell you out for the whole cake.
6 Molly Ren // Dec 12, 2009 at 9:53 pm
” I know if it came down to it you would have no qualms about selling my body to a Mexican Brothel for a piece of fudgy-the-whale cake…”
You know, Anon, you also have to take into account how *hot* it would be if she sold you to a brothel. The cake might just be an excuse!
7 Wendy Blackheart // Dec 13, 2009 at 6:08 am
Tee hee. I might have to put him to work in the brothel at camp next summer! Then I can hit him with my pimp stick/penis and take all his money and spend it on…big furry hats or something.
8 ANoN // Dec 13, 2009 at 7:42 pm
@ Molly no doubt the cake would be an excuse, i think she would do it in a heartbeat, somehow I can see this happening a little bit too easily… My hard earned camp cash being taken by my pimp. The only question is would she give me a beating before or after she takes my money?
9 Ivy NYC // Dec 14, 2009 at 12:18 pm
@Anon: Don’t take it personally. Fudgie-the Whale is to Wendy what the Ark of the Covnenant was to Indiana Jones, and the Donkey Show is the Well of Souls. And if you’re not careful, she’ll make you snort a hamburger through your nose.
:P
10 Wendy Blackheart // Dec 15, 2009 at 5:19 am
Ivy, does me making hamburger come out your nose count as a scene? We *were* on our way to camp!
11 Victor // Dec 16, 2009 at 4:01 pm
See, I’m very good at sharing cake.
12 ANoN // Dec 18, 2009 at 7:10 pm
@ Ivy I am well aware that Wendy will be pursuing fudgy the whale her entire life and all of us us are merely expended able cannon-fodder to be over when she gains sight of that hazelnut covered, cream-filled, sugary heaven that is fudgy the whale.
I did get that right didn’t I, Fudgy is cream filled isnt’t it?
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