Every woman has been in this situation: She’s at a bar, hanging out with her girlfriends, and some dude comes up, spitting some sorry excuse for game, and offers to buy her a drink. She smiles politely and informs the dude that she’s got a boyfriend.

Except she doesn’t.

She’s totally single. She either doesn’t want to be bothered on a night out with her friends or she’s simply not interested in this d-bag. In either case, why does she need to lie? Call me old-fashioned, but shouldn’t the truth suffice?

Girls usually hide behind the lie to expedite things. If she tells the truth, then the guy is going to desperately try to sell himself, Billy Mays-style. If that’s the case, then ladies just need to bitch it up. A guy won’t think twice about walking away from a real ball-buster, so rather than lying about some fantasy boyfriend, why doesn’t she just put on her bitchitude?

And fake engagement rings? This is taking things a little far, isn’t it? This is making a monetary investment in a facade. Again, rather than buying some cubic zirconia for a 20-spot and pretending that you live in some soap opera or Sandra Bullock movie, let’s just work on telling the truth and cutting the unneeded drama out of our lives.

As a man, you can be friends with a lots of different kinds of people, but if you’re in a committed relationship, there’s one type of friend that you absolutely cannot have - a hot friend. I’m talking, of course, about the female variety. You can have hot dude friends. No one will care about that, but a hot girl friend quickly puts an unnecessary burden on the ’ship.

Girls can be friends with some dreamboat from work or a guy she met at the gym, but if you try to invite some hottie with a body to your next dinner party, you’re in for a world of suspicion. You’re always on the hook for why you’re friends - as if it’s okay to be friends with a hundred smart, funny, ugly girls, but one smart, funny, pretty girl sets off all the alarms.

Additionally, girlfriends resort to their disastrously catty selves, where every comment and question is intended to tear down other women - in this case, the hot friend.

Why is that?

On October 5, 1789, approximately seven thousand pissed off French women marched from Paris to Versailles, where they stormed the palace, decapitated two guards, and scared the shit out of the royal family.This week, Women Be Trippin also celebrates its second anniversary.