So last night me and my pals went to trivia at clever dunn's over on Capital Hill and I was wearing one of my tighter fitting green t-shirts (cause I works out so much and I feel it's my duty to share this with everyone) and this hot chicka at the bar compliments me on how great I look in said color while running her hand over my pecs.
Then I notice that she's sitting next to a dude who looks just Iggy Pop must have looked 30 odd years ago and she inquires if I want to make out with them.
Now I might have a tendancy to act a smidge gay now and then (i.e. very tight fitting t-shirts and working out at a gym a bunch) and yes, I do have a non-sexual man-crush on Bullock from Deadwood, but asking me to make out with Iggy from the block is one aspect of my sexuality I'd just as soon not explore.
I explained this to her and she got alls pissy and offened. blah blah blah.
Which is a shame cause she was pretty hot.
Then I notice that she's sitting next to a dude who looks just Iggy Pop must have looked 30 odd years ago and she inquires if I want to make out with them.
Now I might have a tendancy to act a smidge gay now and then (i.e. very tight fitting t-shirts and working out at a gym a bunch) and yes, I do have a non-sexual man-crush on Bullock from Deadwood, but asking me to make out with Iggy from the block is one aspect of my sexuality I'd just as soon not explore.
I explained this to her and she got alls pissy and offened. blah blah blah.
Which is a shame cause she was pretty hot.
The best way to go is comment in people's journals, join groups and participate. Most people won't accept friend requests when they don't know who you are.
And yeah, I've seen a lot of really hot girls, but none I'd consent to do gay stuff for. I just could never go there.
xoxo
~Ro