baboon2004
Darned cockwombles.
Absolutley, great way of putting it. Difficult not to mull overt hsoe things afterwards.
Brilliant story, made my office crack up
Brilliant story, made my office crack up
It was so weird. Were they looking for a gay club? Did they fancy us? Or they wanna kick the shit out of us. Never know. It was such a weird question though. It still bothers me. What answer did they want? Or was the mere fact of asking infliction enough?
I used to get shitloads of abuse. Not for being gay but the way I looked, had stones and bricks thrown at me once, randomly punched in the face, all that. God the laughs.
Best one though - though there's quite a few - was when me and a mate who was quite camp and submissive and used to get loads of aggro (we were a lethal combination) were walking through a car park and this Range Rover pulled over with three yardies in it and the driver lent out and went 'Yo, are you gay?'.
It was a difficult question. Should I say I was bisexual and tell the truth? Stand true to two decades of gay lib? Or look after my mate who by now was starting to shake.
"No, we we're not" I said.
And the bloke just goes, 'Oh, ok' and drove off.
It was so weird. Were they looking for a gay club? Did they fancy us? Or they wanna kick the shit out of us. Never know. It was such a weird question though. It still bothers me. What answer did they want? Or was the mere fact of asking infliction enough?
Worst thing about any of that stuff is the perpetual autopsies the brain does afterwards, going over and over different ways events could have happened. I think that's what it's meant to inflict, making someone else waste their brain time because they're wasting theirs, kinda like brain-time vampirism.
people who are obsessed with Bill Hicks
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people who are obsessed with Bill Hicks