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God SC sucks ass. They say it ain't gay. It ain't. Just nothing but a restroom full of conservative Republicans lurking inside nearly everywhere you go. You walk in and they are like pigeons coming after bread crumbs.
To Karl - Listen dude, all you had to do was just fight back when he tried to rape your feet.
Shaving your legs but yet having facial hair is sort of stupid don't you think?
Watching straight men enter a gay bar for the first time is so amusing. They strut in like peacocks, already assuming that every gay man inside is going to want them and be all over them. Then when no one gives them the time of day and all the men inside look way hotter than they ever will, they stand around with a look on their faces like an ostrich gets when it hears two different sounds at once.
Oh yeah, and straight girls... a gay dance floor is prime real estate property. You find your spot and you keep your ass there. Don't be all over the dance floor and in other people's personal space. And that goes for your long ass split ends hair too.
Habitual huggers. I hate those bitches. For some reason there are people that exist - quite a lot in SC actually - that when they meet you for the first time, they just want to wrap their arms around and hug you. WTF is up with that? Like I desire some body contact with someone completely unappealing and unattractive. Shoo fly.
Here's some truth for you. Bartenders in SC tend to make an amount working 5 nights a week that they still supplement with day jobs. Bartenders in FTL make over $80,000 per year working 3 nights a week. What's that tell you? (and they get health insurance and benefits.)
Meet Joe. Joe like to chat with and eye fuck beefy muscular handsome white men. Joe likes to buy drinks for handsome muscle dudes.
Meet AAP. AAP wishes Joe would leave him the fuck alone. And let AAP enjoy his free drink in peace.
Enough about this Obama shit. His mama was white. Ain't that enough for ya'll?
There is no gym for your face.
You should only speak good about the dead. Helms is dead. Good. Now how hilarious would it be if the only person serving ice water in hell is a handsome gay black man with AIDS.
Your "game" has two levels. Desperate and tragic. After giving me your card for the 3rd fucking time, you are desperately creating a new level. That's tragic.
To Karl - Listen dude, all you had to do was just fight back when he tried to rape your feet.
Shaving your legs but yet having facial hair is sort of stupid don't you think?
Watching straight men enter a gay bar for the first time is so amusing. They strut in like peacocks, already assuming that every gay man inside is going to want them and be all over them. Then when no one gives them the time of day and all the men inside look way hotter than they ever will, they stand around with a look on their faces like an ostrich gets when it hears two different sounds at once.
Oh yeah, and straight girls... a gay dance floor is prime real estate property. You find your spot and you keep your ass there. Don't be all over the dance floor and in other people's personal space. And that goes for your long ass split ends hair too.
Habitual huggers. I hate those bitches. For some reason there are people that exist - quite a lot in SC actually - that when they meet you for the first time, they just want to wrap their arms around and hug you. WTF is up with that? Like I desire some body contact with someone completely unappealing and unattractive. Shoo fly.
Here's some truth for you. Bartenders in SC tend to make an amount working 5 nights a week that they still supplement with day jobs. Bartenders in FTL make over $80,000 per year working 3 nights a week. What's that tell you? (and they get health insurance and benefits.)
Meet Joe. Joe like to chat with and eye fuck beefy muscular handsome white men. Joe likes to buy drinks for handsome muscle dudes.
Meet AAP. AAP wishes Joe would leave him the fuck alone. And let AAP enjoy his free drink in peace.
Enough about this Obama shit. His mama was white. Ain't that enough for ya'll?
There is no gym for your face.
You should only speak good about the dead. Helms is dead. Good. Now how hilarious would it be if the only person serving ice water in hell is a handsome gay black man with AIDS.
Your "game" has two levels. Desperate and tragic. After giving me your card for the 3rd fucking time, you are desperately creating a new level. That's tragic.
