Roommate(s) Quips #1

Me: So, did you guys do it?

Roomie1: No (sad face). We didn't have any condoms!

Me: What? Why didn't you ask me for some?

Roomie2: Jake, what the hell is Flea gonna do with a 5 year old condom?


Yeah, Roomie2 is just a funny bitch! Note: Sarcasm

...

Why do you do this to me? Who the hell do you think you are? I'm not just a toy that you can cast aside and take out whenever you feel like it. I feel like shit. You make me feel like shit. Stop bothering me! I said I'm fine. I'm always fine. I'll be fine. No, really. I always cry afterwards. It helps. You should try it. Why? I did everything right. I deserve being happy. I'm afraid that I can never be happy. I FUCKING HATE YOU! I Fucking Hate You! i fucking hate you. You never did love me. I know that now. You never will. You are free. Atlast, I am free.

You can start beating again...

Are gay men really that bitter?

Why is it accepted for gay men to be bitchy? Is it because we are retaliating from all the years of abuse by our peers and even our families? Do we really personify the divaness we mean to achieve? I don't get it. It's sad really. While it is funny and makes your friends laugh from time to time, being a bitch 24/7 does seem to take its toll unto others. Don't get me wrong, an attitude is ok but too much of it is...too much.

A message to all gay men, tone down the bitchiness. You probably just turned off the perfect guy.

I think I may have.

You Can't Have Your Bitch and Eat Me Too!

What my lesbian roommate should have said to her two-timing lesbian lover.

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

Well, it seems like the bots have found me! Damn spammers.

Chick Magnet

My karma is definitely out of whack as of late. I like the attention and all but women?!!! Yeah, women! So far, I know about 3. Two of them happen to be classmates of mine (Economics--Macro). Both sit on either side of me. How do I know that they 'like' me that way? Well, it's all the giggles, the hair flipping, the flirting, and their voices. I can tell. And it irritates the fucking hell out of me. Funny thing is, I don't have the heart to tell them that I like dick too. Sooner or later, I have to tell them. My plan, would be to wear my "Swallows" tee shirt on the last day of class, then maybe they can take the hint.

The other girl, I just recently found out. Apparently, this new girl at work have a crush on me. I don't know who because the informer doesn't want to tell me. She (informer) said that the girl (drooling over me) told them that I was cute and was later embarrassed when they told her that I was a fudgepacker/packee. It was then decided (by the droolee) that I should never ever know of her identity. Yeah right, I'm sure all I have to do is wear my hottest outfit (one that accentuates my ass and upper body (HA!) and go to each and every girl at work to find out who would swoon. The thing that disturbs me the most is that how in the hell did she not know? I mean I not a big nelly but I'm totally out at work. I'm sure she's heard me hum or belt out a show tune from time to time. And flirt with other guys at work. How can you not know?

Was she that blinded from my beauty that she didn't recognize my affinity to all things fabulous, but disregarded it instead as being in good taste?

Yeah, I'm talking right out of my ass.