The only times I've been really jealous are when my best friend hangs out with these floozies I don't approve of. All of these chicks he's chilled with are carbon copies of one another and it sickens me. I swear at one point I've called them all by the same name. His sister's girlfriends are way more interesting, but he'd rather mess with these dusty pigeons instead. Why can't my bestie just be gay?

He wouldn't have to look any further... Well, I'm not really into him like that anymore, but still...