Sherry's friends were so annoying.
I know, I know, "How annoying were they?"
Ok, one friend was kind enough to bring her boyfriend. First of all, they were all lovey-dovey, kissy-kissy. ("No, I love you more," "No, I love you more...")
Second of all, every single thing that he said, the entire four hours we were together, was an idiom. And then he guffawed as if he had said the funniest thing ever, every time.
I'll give you an example. Let's say one of the girls said, "Hey Sherry, where do you keep your trash can?"
The friend's boyfriend said, "One man's trash is another man's treasure! HAR! HAR! HAR!"
"Oh Sherry, this is a cute picture of your baby..."
"A picture is worth a thousand words! HARTY-HAR-HAR!"
"Oh God! Sherry! Your baby just put in a penny in her mouth!"
"A penny saved is a penny earned. HO HO HO!"
"Seriously! The baby is choking! Should we do the Heimlich or something?"
"Laughter is the best medicine! HI-YO!"
This was all before (third of all) he almost touched my breast under some completely stupid, completely false pretense. Good thing I have reflexes like a ninja, or I would've had second base with that fool.
So, um, yeah... I keep telling myself that I'm not the annoying friend that Sherry didn't want to hang with by herself.