I was eighteen the last time I was single. My girlfriends are all neatly coupled off now, but their reactions to my recently acquired single status speak volumes of what might lie underneath the clean surfaces of their lives.
—How about another Australian? They’re much more friendly than Norwegians.
—Stick closer to home, next time, won’t you? I hate it when you travel.
—You’re so lucky. If I were single I would never, ever live with a man again.
—I think you should get yourself a tall, blond bloke who lives round the corner. Have you really not met anyone yet?
and the one that I find the most hilarious of all: