You know how everyone else knows you’re NOT gay? 1:5
The look of panic in your eyes as I intercept you en route to the dance floor, in view of your friends and most of the other patrons at a predominately straight club.
Just simmer, pal. Alright?
The lust may be palpable in both my look and touch, but I ain’t gonna rape yah. No one now thinks you’re gay simply because my hand is on your bicep. Actually – and this goes for ALL lady lovin’ lads – you should be fucking flattered that a homosexual finds you attractive enough to make such a bold move despite the absence of any definitive indicators of your sexual identity.
So, dude,
Next time you are approached by a gay counterpart, respectfully contract those pupils and deny our advances graciously. Unless you’ve been quietly contemplating same-sex experimentation…
Then, shit! Remember my name and look me up on Facebook, boiii.
