Life Lesson #13: If you screw up, have the balls to admit it.

At some point in everyone's life they come across the following situation: girl has cheated on boy, boy does not know, girl does not tell boy. The roles could be reversed but it doesn't matter, someone cheats in the relationship, the other person is clueless but everyone else in the whole frickin' town knows about it. For reasons no one understands, the boy (we'll stick with the first scenario for our discussion) is utterly clueless and blind to the fact that his skank of a girlfriend has slept around on him. Everyone is talking about it but no one choses to fill him in on it. Why is this? Why do people chose to remain silent?
Let's start with the skank. We can assume that she is remaining silent in hopes of salvaging her relationship and, if confronted, denying the cheating ever took place. Skank.
What about everyone else? Let's say the guy the skank cheated with? Is he obligated to say anything? I think that if he knew she was involved beforehand, he is just as guilty as she is. We all know not everyone is up front about their relationship status, especially if it could jeopardize potential booty. However, if he knows the skank has a boyfriend and goes ahead with the dirty, well he's just as disgusting as she is. He broke the Bro Code and don't doubt that there is a Ho Code, and ladies, we don't forgive as easily as guys.

But what about the rest of us? The gossip mongers who don't say anything but say everything? If you don't know the person who has been wronged, I think it's understandable that you remain mum on the subject but what if you're a friend? Do you say something? Anything? Consensus (and by that I mean the voices in my head) argue that you should mind your own business, that you are just fueling the fire and feeding the gossip mill. On the other hand, if it were me, I'd most definitely want to know...but I'd want to hear it from my lying cheating jackass of a significant other not from some random person. *sigh* It really is quite the conundrum (yet another dignified word).

The thing is, if you are the skank in question, you should have the balls to at least man up (or have the, I don't know, ovaries?) and admit the wrong you did. It's not easy, trust me, I've done it. Yes, I hate to ruin your view of me but I am sad to say I am not 100% perfect, I have cheated BUT I admitted it even though there was zero chance he'd find out. I just couldn't go through the relationship knowing there was this HUGE lie, what if we had gotten married? Would I have ever told him? I would have constantly been wondering if he had cheated on me and never told me. Maybe my problem is I care too much. Wait no that can't be it. Maybe the problem is skanks, in general, don't have a conscious (or know how to say no and keep their pants on).

So where does that leave us, the skank, her fellow skank and her innocent boyfriend? Basically it leaves everyone screwed...with the exception of the boyfriend. Everyone's going to get hurt and it's going to be a train wreck that you don't want to watch but you can't tear your eyes away from. The sad thing is, these train wrecks happen daily and there's always at least one casualty and the skanks? They are never among the grieving. I guess when you feel things with your thighs instead of your heart, you never have to worry about getting heart broken...just chaffing.