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For some, cookouts are a chance to hang with friends and indulge in such a purely American tradition. For others, it’s a chance to fib your fanny off. Even if you’re all smiles at this weekend’s summer barbeque, we know what you’re really thinking!
When You Arrive
She said: Oh, I have a fancier party to hit after this so that’s why I’m wearing wedges and a mini…when everyone else is in flip-flops and cutoffs.
She meant: Watching The Real Housewives of Orange County as I got dressed was a mistake.
Choosing a Drink
She said: Beer? No thanks I’ll stick to soda—I’m driving.
She meant: Nope, not driving at all. But the last thing I need is to get buzzed and break and ankle on these stupid wedges! Plus? If mom smells beer on my breath, I won’t be able to go to any of this summer’s FUN parties.
At the Grill
She said: Oooo yeah no burger for me—I’m veg. I thought Kyle said there’s be something for us vegetarians…? No? Not so much?
She meant: A BUN WITH KETCHUP IS NOT A VEGETARIAN OPTION, KYLE. Ugh!!!
Staving off Hunger
She said: Sigh well I guess I’ll just see what’s on the snack table then…
She meant: Get within five feet of this bag of Cheetos and I’ll cut you.
When Your Crush Arrives
She said: Matt’s here? Didn’t even notice.
She meant: S&*t! My hands are all orange and cruddy from these stupid Cheetos! Quick, wipe them on something before he sees!
Trying to Flirt
She said: Ha ha, yeah, I heard you dominated at lacrosse practice, very impre—what? Those orange handprints on my skirt? Ummmm…
She meant: OMG, I hate barbeques.
Do you love or hate summer barbeques? When was the last BBQ you went to? Tell us all about it in the comments!
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well that was a waste of my time
I feel like this entire site continuously insults women. Ugh, bleh.