'Cause you like the pre-moistened choncha?
You know, I've got some gay friends that would be extremely upset with the insinuation that I'm one of them... I'm not nearly as well kept or neat as they are. You should be ashamed of yourself for bringing down a whole group of people by including me with them. Shame on you.
That reminds me. Earlier this summer I had a barbecue and I invited a bunch of people over. Of course, one of my gay friends shows up early, but I had to leave and get the propane tank filled. (I was running late.) This guy is corn fed mid western raised, and definitely not shy about telling you he's gay, but unless you were told he was gay, or you caught him in the act of getting head from another guy, you'd never know it. So he says he'll come along because he wants to talk to me about something and I keep saying no thanks, I'd rather he not go with me. It started a whole thing about me being a homophobe even though I love hanging out with lesbians because we always check out the girls and tell them what we'd do to them as they walk by and it's a hell of a lot of fun. After insult after insult and me just rolling my eyes at all of them, someone finally asked me why I didn't want him to go... I just pointed to the sign.
Of course after I pointed to the sign, someone said we need a rimshot (buh-duh-chaaaaaaaa) and my buddy put his arm around me with a big smile on his face, starting off a whole new round of insults and jokes.
