The Orgin of the Wussies

One day, in the world of the non-wussies, a guy was afraid to kiss his girlfriend which he had been going out with for some time. One of his good friends found out about this and started teasing him. She called him a wussy. Two other friends heard this and said, "Then we too are wussies." "Fine," the female friend said, "then he is the king of the wussies." The king desided he needed advice and entertainment. So he asked his friends to become the royal advisor and court jester. They agreed and for quite some time, three wussies was enought. Then the threat of the nemisis arrived. They decided they need an army and so enlisted the current general of the wussy army.

The Wussyhood

The wussy hood has now developed into a respectable association. To be a wussy, one must first be a nice guy. Second, asking a girl out or even talking to the girl you like must be the mot difficult thing in the world. Harder than preforming open-heart surgery. Everything else, such as kissing and the like, fall into place afterwards.

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