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| So Ocean City was good, had a great time, but one thing pissed me off more than anything. The fucking RETARDS that think it's funny as hell to see a skinny guy and call him a fag. To what purpose is there to calling a complete stranger an ignorant name for someone that favors sex with the same gender? NONE! If I was gay, then what's the point of them calling me it, to make me mad? No, I'd be flattered that people could tell that I liked men, the truth is, I don't like men at all, they smell weird and my penis always fails in comparison. And since that's the case, what do they expect? Me to run away with tears in my eyes looking for my mommy? Get mad and start a fight only to get arrested by the bazillion cops walking the boardwalk, and ruin not only my vacation, but also the vacation of the ignorant assholes as well? |
| I know there's many things I could say to myself to make me feel better bout the situation...maybe he's just uncomfortable in his sexuality and finds me attractive...or maybe I remind him of his father who buttfucked him as a child. Maybe I remind him of some poor boi that accidently hit on him and redneck-man fucked up for that error. Whatever the case may be, I'm sure he doesn't have a large dick, or a large brain, or even a large heart. He's gonna end up some Pabst Blue Ribbon in a wife beater pistol whipping his poor wife, beating his kids, and avid fan of Nelly and......uh.....someone else that sucks. I bet he had no idea that I'd spend this much time reflecting on a one second insult. Well gimme a couple more years, I have a good memory and shit goes in circles... |