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If you read me often you know that I'm a straight guy with a long-term GF. But if you saw me right now, walking down Santa Monica Blvd, you'd think I was gay...
Today was the Gay Pride Parade in West Hollywood. The mayor of Los Angeles and all the local politicos came out in pink, leather and ass cheek abounded, feathers and flaunt all around as floats and street philosophers jammed the roads of our neighborhood.
My GF really wanted to walk up and see it this year - we normally sleep right through it.
So she prompted me out of bed and with coffee mug in hand I stumbled forth.
Without much consideration, I put on my most colorful tie-dye T-shirt, which just happened to go along with the rainbow theme circulating across so much of the gay community.
As the parade passed, I was handed two rainbow buttons that I pinned on my shirt over my nipples.
As the festivities ended, I noticed that I was getting checked out by more gay guys than usual. Hey, I'm a heartbreaker.
I think it's the nipples. I still have them on.
I'm remembering the time that our gay neighbors were outside having a very vocal dispute with a tow truck driver. The driver got pissed and started muttering some shit about faggots. This pissed me off so I went down and stood with the gay neighbors. At one point I yelled at the driver, "Yeah, we're gay! Want to make something of it?"
He yelled back, "Yeah, and I hope you die from a diseased dick!"
And I yelled back: "Dream on! Your dick ain't comin' anywhere near me, buddy!"
Good times. In fact, gay old times!
- OO
