[ichabod1]

I used to have a lady friend who would clue me in on things like that. I got into wine spritzers for a while one time, she pulled me aside and kinda whispers ya know those wine spritzers are very refreshing.... but #sortagay. Or 100mm cigarettes - #sortagay. Who cares now. I don’t do either of those things. And the lady passed away many years ago.

[bagster]

I used to have a lady friend who would clue me in on things like that.

She may have saved you from being #ReallyGay

Back in the eighties, I was rooming with this lesbian cop chick. I had this belt that was hella too big for me and I wore it with the extra hanging down (about 8 inches or so, hey, I see you laughing meyer and grey whiskers, hush). Hey, it was the eighties, okay?

AAANYway. This lesbian (hot, not butch) pulled me over one time and told me that was some kinda homo signal.

I quickly s-canned the gay belt. That's what I get for watching Flock of Seagulls and Haircut 100 on MTV.

The moral of the story is, chicks can pull a man back from the brink. Even benevolent lesbian chicks (that are hot) with a heart of gold.

The other moral is, things are not always as they seem.