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Originally Posted by Brian Bryan
cool story bro
care to elaborate?
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Certainly.
It was a sunny day back in 07. I had just moved to an estate I didn't know all to well and was just spending my days chewing through bongs and whiskey.
On route, spliff in hand (blueberry cheese hybrid) to the shop to get a refill of Bells I ran into a lad from my school days who we all knew was gay but had never come out of the closet. Now unless you got this boy angry he acted pretty masculine, but if you got him riled he become a right fairy.
Anyways I digress, we spoke and caught up on things since school and it became apparent he was out of the closet blah blah. He lived in the area and was having a party, lots of old school friends and what not so I was like yeah count me in boy.
It was a heavy party, very enjoyable with many anecdotes are bi-product.
So, the following week he invites me to a second party. I naturally, after the success of the first am all for it...
I turn up.... and very quickly realise no one at this party is straight bar me and his mother upstairs. However it was free alcohol and so I thought lets enjoy it for what it is. I engaged conversation with all, many debates transpired with why lesbians are awesome etc and many upset males complained at my new nicknames for them. One was bamby, another was twink. They weren't fond of these names but I was not fond of them, I don't mind if your gay as long as your not a feminine fuck who prances around like bamby with over the top signs of affection to your male counterpart....these were those and they were ripped for that.
Anyways at some point in the drunken lark I walked into a game with the host (gay) and two lesbians playing spin the bottle.... He got the chick, kissed her like a chick, I informed him that's not how you do it, did the deed, got some tent loving and left.
The end