GOOD GIRLS COME LAST

Okay, so think back to middle school.

There was always a girl who got a reputation.

And looking back as an adult, sometimes the evidence is unbelievably thin.

She kissed two boys.

She developed boobs before everybody else.

She wore eyeliner.

Her parents let her wear a string bikini from Hollister.

Somebody said she did something with somebody behind the football field.

Did she? Nobody knew.

But that didn't matter.

The jury had already reached a verdict.

Meanwhile, there was always some 14-year-old boy walking around telling everybody that he'd had sex with 11 girls.

Sir, you still have a twin bed with dinosaur sheets.

Let's simmer down.

But boys exaggerating sexual experience could increase their social status.

Girls were often doing the exact opposite.

We were always minimizing.

No, we didn't actually do anything.

I've only been with blah, blah, blah.

It was, you know, it wasn't really like that.

I don't usually do this.

Oh, my God.

I don't usually do this.

Can we discuss that sentence? How many girls have said that sentence? Maybe you absolutely usually do this.

Girl, maybe you love doing this.