Women and women can't be friends, relationship experts confirm

THE long-held suspicion that it is impossible for women and women to have genuine friendships has been proved by researchers. 

A study which included peer-reviews of bitchy WhatsApps, lab measurements of subtle, withering comments about each other’s wardrobes and longitudinal studies concluded that women are incapable of friendship with women.

Professor Henry Brubaker, of the Institute for Studies, said: “What was a popular theory is now a scientific fact. Disagree and you’re as deluded as a flat-Earther.

“Women may all appear to be close confidants to the untrained, male eye. Look closer and you’ll see even the closest of friendships is a long war motivated by fiery hatred and a refusal to concede superiority. And if they’re actual sisters even more so.

“Resentment runs through everything women do. Hen parties are a calculated humiliation ritual. Weddings only exist to establish dominance over their closest enemies. Even their slumber party pillow-fights are just a controlled release of physical rage.

“Compare this to how well women get on with men. Often their friendship blossoms into ill-judged sex and occasionally marriage. After which they stop talking, but still.”

Woman Helen Archer said: “Who did they do this study on? I bet it was Emily, that f**king bitch.”

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I will fight anyone in this Nuneaton Kwik Fit who doesn't agree Train Dreams should have won

AN injustice has been done. And if any of you bastards here replacing tyres dares suggest Train Dreams’s sublime meditation on civilisation rightly lost, I will f**k you up. 

Do not come in here for your MOT with this One Battle After Another shit. That’s a f**king lifetime achievement award dressed up as a Best Picture Oscar, you midwit prick. That film was as confused as you’ll be when you get your bill.

Sinners? Are you taking the piss? Didn’t even deserve to win Best 18-Certificate Film The Corner Shop Will Rent You Even Though You’re Underage In 1986, though that was definitely its category.

Whereas Train Dreams was a liminal odyssey through a world we’ve lost, breathtaking cinematography, positively Malickian. Yes it’s an adjective Terry, means ‘characteristic or reminiscent of the work of film director Terrence Malick’. Christ you’re ignorant.

No, the largely silent protagonist wasn’t ‘like Grand Theft Auto III’. That was a choice. It meant he was a lens through which we view the destruction of wilderness, the joy and sadness men take in it, how it leaves them changed. If you didn’t get that you’re a dickhead.

Yeah, I’ll get to changing the bulbs on that Honda Civic, but can we at least agree in here it was far and away the most rapturous piece of cinema in 2025? I mean the Academy couldn’t but we’re not twats.

They didn’t understand working men like us can have rich inner emotional lives, exactly. Stuck-up wankers. Len, mate, if you say ‘I liked F1’ one more time I’ll f**king lamp you.