So I apparently mentally blocked part of the carpenter fiasco. My friends were quick to remind me how the events started. said doosh came up and tried to start a fight with my friends because of their race. Um. #1 not ok. I actually remember this now that its been brought to my attention. In order to diffuse the situation I pulled dude aside from trying to pull fisticuffs threw him up against a wall in an alley behind the gay bar and pretty much told him how it was going to be and he needed to put himself in check and to not ever come at any of my friends like that. This is where he proceeded to make out with me after I pretty much threatened his life for being a racist punk.
I cant decide if this newly remembered information make my story more ridiclous or makes me just flat out pathetic.
Not to worry. Said guy just became so less attractive in my mind.
…… i’m leaning toward pathetic here.
ok seriously. I went out for pride last night (first time ever) and went home with pretty much the hottest man ever. totally my type, and everything to boot. Even though nothing actually happened (no seriously, nothing actually happened) I’m still struggling with the fact that the few times where I do go home with someone like this, the next morning is always a shit show. I really dont understand how you suddenly remember that you’re straight at 7am in the morning while I’m passed out in your bed. SERIOUSLY. It’d be one thing if I had initiated the situation, but no, as always, “straight” guy does and pretty much attacks me on the street in a fit of hotness. It’s sad when I’m tired of hearing about all “the hot pussy I fucked this week” when you wake up. Fact check, you went home with a DUDE last night. Get your shit together and stop trying to fool the guys on your site (oh yeah I went home with a guy who works on a construction crew) and realize the fact that you like the cock.
People wonder why homos are jilted bitches, this is why
and so I digress
yes, Vicky, I’m tumbling you out.
I cannot tumbl at work. its blocked. the other day we used the plotter to print out a 24x36 cut and paste 3D sponge bob pal. I forwarded the link for vicky to post (THEY HAVE EVERYTHING FROM COMPUTERS TO TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES). She did not.
FAIL!
this is what was on the counter when i got my car fixed. again, i find it hilarious, you, probably wont
