F-Book

My wife just became friends on Facebook with my ex-girlfriend. When she told me it was more like a question. So Beth Johnson just asked me to be friends on Facebook.? You know the statement that ends high pitched, the last word bends turning it into a question. I played it off cool enough but inside I was like Holy Hell. There’s always one of your buddies wives that remains friends with your ex’s. Accessing the friends of friends friends and all that atom splitting connections that is F-book. Come on ladies you know the rules, you married in. Guy rule #368 states: Your allegiance has to be with your husbands friends, unless you had a prior existing relationship with the female whose been dumped. Anyway, the wife and the ex, brought magically together by the power of the internet. Fucking Al Gore. This is how it’s gonna go, first they’ll scour each others pictures and then it’ll be “hey so happy for you guys or your children are so cute.” And then the cracks will start to show and curiosity will prevail and the next thing I know we’ll get into it on a Sunday afternoon and have a little spat about something trivial and I’ll get hit with, “Why don’t you just call me the Fat-girl behind my back the the whole time we were dating.”