I long for the days when they said Sir and Yes Maam

Over the weekend I met some of my friends for lunch. The rule was no girlfriends, no boyfriends, just friends. It was just like old times.

Of course, the first thing we began to talk about was how much we hate each others' boyfriends and girlfriends. "Tanner. What's wrong with that guy?" I bitched, "That girlfriend is so annoying. Why would he stay with her?"

My friend Dally put down his beer sharply. "Honey, let me give you a hint," he said, "It rhymes with magina."