When you mess with my man, you mess with me, and right now I want to punch you in the nuts. Or just ignore any invite you send our way. But we won't do that, because we're good friends. Which is more than I can say for you.
P.S. The same goes for 1 year old birthday parties. All I ask for is a simple email of "sorry, we can't make it." There, was that so hard? You don't even have to call me and tell me in person.
You really make me question our friendship.