Ah, where to begin.... Reading the page of clues (warnings?) as to how one might tell if one is a Heartless Bitch, I could not help but see myself. Particularly due to an incident which occurred last night.

I was sitting about at work, doing nothing in particular, and listening to a woman who thinks HAIR and MAKEUP constitute subjects for hours of intellectual debate... bitching and moaning about Men and their Chronic Insensitivity. Gradually, she revealed her hatred for all men.

"Well, what about that gorblimey pimpdaddy you're dating, then?", I queried, logically enough. The bloke has all the qualities which she was blasting with the illiterate spew of her derision.

"Aww...he's a sweetie," she crooned...and I felt mildly ill. Images of pink roses, pink dresses, pink paper with pink poems scrawled in pink ink, pink hearts, pink dresses crawled into my brain, and I said--

"No, he's not--he's a PIMP! And you're his bitch! Ha, ha, ha...." Demoniac laughter ensued. The irksome woman in question seethed. And I felt appropriately bitchy.

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