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November 15, 2006

two appletinis please!

So I went on a date with a guy who may or may not be gay.

Now I’m not trying to be a bigot or offensive or anything when I say that he may have been gay. I understand that not all gay men are the same and that the stereotypes aren’t always true and that straight men can get manicures and facials and... whatever, this guy was really gay.

I’m not flat out saying that he was literally gay, but he was effeminate and a tad flamboyant. He was one of those guys who says things like “oh my gaaaawd, I don’t know why gay guys are always hitting on meeee!” Am I really supposed to believe he doesn’t know why? I know why. The bartender knows why. The couple at the other end of the bar knows why. Is he really the only one who doesn’t get it?

The sad thing was that he wasn't even gay in a hot threesome kind of way. He was gay in more of a "let's go shopping!" kind of of way, only without the actual fun of going shopping.

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