The funny thing is I just came back from camping with my chem-society colleagues, and one of my friends' girlfriend was a full blown furry as everyone painfully learned on Saturday. The drama bomb set off as soon as someone asked "Who made those growling noises last night?". And then she set out to make everyone's weekend as loving terrible as possible. That was all we really needed, some fat bitch getting pissed over nothing and trying to crash everyone's fun because none of us "understood anything about her".
And guess which tent I was sleeping in the night before? Well, I slept outside the next day.
It's a shame, my friend's cool, but I can't hang around with him when that crazy bitch is with him now. I gave her a chance and she blew it with flying colors. This is my 3rd encounter with a real life furry by the way, still not much to counter my current beliefs about the furries in general. You can easily connect the dots to online behavior too, sadly.
