Scrubbers and bitches

Last night I caught up with a couple of my close girlfriends. We've been friends for over 25 years.

For a long, long time, this group of friends has eschewed names when talking to each other, and instead we call each other "Scrubber", "Scrub", "Slapper", "Bitch", and even "Skanky Ho". This applies in person, on the phone, in emails, etc. It's very common to hear me answer the phone and say "Hi scrub, how you going?"

We were speaking like this long before Paris and her merry band of scrubbers even knew how to pronounce the words!

One of the friends I saw last night has lived in the US for the past couple of years, and she was home for a short visit. She was telling us about how she's made friends over there, but that it's just not the same as hanging out with her old friends. At the end of the night, she sighed, smiled, and said "It's just so good to be called "Bitch" again".

Heh - gotta love that.