I am from the American CIA and I have a radio in my head. I am going to kill you.
haha thats so funny
I love the way he says stupid bitch at the end
"So you're going to kill yourself?? There is something rotten in Denmark and it's this piss-poor attitude!"
haha!! That is too funny.
My best friend would never act that flamboyantly (until he's about halfway through a bottle of wine), but he'd love that guy's shirt.
I'm open to everything. When you start to criticise the times you live in, your time is over. - Karl Lagerfeld
I love him. Want more.
I can't take that in real life. Too hairdresser-y for me. I like my men masculine.
I want a sassy gay friend too!
It's like you ate too much crazy then puked it all over a post and hit submit - Nancydrew
i miss the sassy gays from my old disney job
I have several sassy gay friends. Love 'em to death.
'Those who sacrifice liberty for security deserve neither.' Ben Franklin
"When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying the cross." --Sinclair Lewis
When I was fourteen in high school, many, many moons ago, my best friend at school was a very cute blond guy who eventually sighed and accepted the fact that he was gay. We were very close friends.
He moved to BC and phoned me once to let me know that he was coming to Montreal on a business trip, so we arranged a meeting downtown at about six in the evening. My boyfriend at the time was jealous when he heard about it, so I told him, "It's a friend, for God's sake! If you feel that uncomfortable, come with us!"
Oh, he did, the nosy old beggar. We met at a Spanish restaurant downtown that sadly doesn't exist any more. It was called Casa Pedro's, and you could sit and order large jugs of delicious sangria, and if you were hungry, you could order a huge plate of paella to share with a friend. I loved going there.
Do you know what happened, Grimm? Those two, my friend David and the boyfriend I had at the time, got along like a house on fire and they virtually ignored me! After I was nice enough to invite the boyfriend, he seemed to flirt and try to canoodle with David.
At least I had the waiter to flirt with. *rolls eyes*. We knew each other.
Last edited by Pippin; February 28th, 2010 at 05:16 PM.
David has a snarky, sassy attitude.
All women need to have a gay boyfriend, especially older women like me. We need company sometimes when we go out walking, go for a bite to eat, browse antique stores, or sit at an outdoor café and mock passerbys' clothes.
Gay men are 'safe' to hang around with, IMO. They don't want sex from us broilers -- who would? -- even though said broiler in question is menopausal, 55 and takes Paxil, therefore elimininating any sexual desire.
I don't look my age, though. A couple of years ago, a neighbour who lived on the street whose drinking problem makes mine seem as if I am a church lady who has the occasinal nip of sherry on Sundays screeched his truck over once when I was out walking.
He leered at me! "Hey, ya wanna lift?" he drooled. Course he was drunk. "Are you looking for a boyfriend?"
Another time I took a shortcut through an alley where some of LaStink's community gardens are; people rent spaces in these gardens as they do not have gardens of their own. There's Sir Richard Ratt again!
I noticed he was there, and tried to lower my head and I tried to shrink into invisibility, but it was too late.
He spotted me, and staggered over. "Heidi!" he bellowed. That isn't my name, but that's what Sir Richard Ratt always called me. Never bothered correcting him as I didn't envision him as being a part of my life in the near future or ever.
"Hi, Heidi!" And do you know what the lowlife alky did next? He slapped me on my arse!
I was frothing. I might drink, but I don't grab and touch people. Jeez!
A gay boyfriend like The Rock might be in order for me. He's big, strong, and he has the ability to scare most people away from our table while out 'dining', should the need arise.
You should make a poll. Who would your gay boyfriend be, and why?
Last edited by Pippin; February 28th, 2010 at 05:19 PM.
That was hilarious. I love my sassy gay boyfriends.
"Cake is the language of love" - Dylan Moran
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