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Guys who complain about the friendzone often don’t care about their female friends’ personal boundaries, forcing their female friends build more walls up. A good cartoon.

– submitted by Gene

why is he tearing down a wall with an axe

i hate it when your put in the friendzone and made to tear down a wall

Mr. Gorbachev…tear down this friendzone

how you gonna draw some shit that makes you look like Jack Nicholson in The Shining and still feel like you’re the victim

I DON’T *CHOP* UNDERSTAND *CHOP* WHY *CHOP* YOU CAN’T *CHOP* JUST *CHOP* LET ME *CHOP* BONE YOU *CHOP* ON AN INDEFINITE *CHOP* EXCLUSIVE *CHOP* BASIS *CHOP* WHEN *CHOP* I’M *CHOP* SO *CHOP* NIIIIIIIIIIIICE *CHOP*

“I’m going to wall you up now, Fortunato.”

“Ha ha, and then what? 😉 ”

“For the love of God, Montresor!”
-Cask of Amontifriendzone, Edgar Allan Poe

Incessantly, I heard a smacking,
as of some entitled dipshit whacking,
whacking on my chamber door.

Resignedly, I placed another layer,
voicing a quiet, repeated prayer,
“This dude thinks he’s a player,
but I am not a point to score,
he should fuck off and bother me no more.”

Quoth the friendzoned, “Fucking wh*re.”

– The Craven, by Edward Allen Bro

As I read my feed of tumblr

Often I will see a grumbler

(Who I think could be much humbler)

Who can’t do more than moan

Because he cannot comprehend

That being valued as a friend

Is not some sad or bitter end

Or some unpleasant “zone.”

He thinks he’s some beleaguered victim–

as if it’s like a woman kicked him–

simply ‘cause she hasn’t picked him

As someone she would bone.

“UNFAIR!” he cries.  “It’s cold as ice!

After all I’ve paid the price

of entry just by being nice!

I should be getting blown!”

“You fool,” I really want to say,

“You’re not entitled to a lay,

and if you really think that way,

no wonder you’re alone.”

This is a parody of Poe, but it’s a work of Shakespearean beauty