FR: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 12:55 pmI got punched in the head last night. By a gay guy. And I laughed at him.
lmao, more about that in a minute.
Well, me and Gearz went out to the gay bar last night. (And for those of you who don't know me, no, I'm not gay.) We went out there with his gay friend to sarge the strait women. About halfway through the night our gay friend has a stalker. This guy would not leave him alone. So Gearz, our lesbian friends, and I made this guy go away, but he kept rearing back to punch somebody and then he would stop. He said somethin about how he would rock any of our faces and I called him out. I was like dude, you've pulled back four times and you still haven't hit anyone. Then he punched me and all I could do is laugh because it was the weakest punch I've ever taken. I almost was embarrassed for him. Then he got kicked out.
After that little bit of hilarity, we started sarging again. I got a number close from this little HB8 with too much glitter on her face, and I got a drink bought for me by another girl. I danced with the lesbians and then we all left together. I ended up following the lesbians back to their place and we started drinking again.
Everything was moving so smoothly, so perfectly, then I just fuckin blew it... I don't know what the fuck happened... We were giving each other massages and then one of them went into the living room to talk to their roommates and me and the other one ended up going in there too. So much for that. I ended up getting home at 6 in the morning. I had a lot of fun despite my failure at the end of the night. On second thought, I still consider that a success compared to a year ago. I could never have made it into two lesbians bedroom and know that both of them wanted to fuck me a year ago.
lmao, more about that in a minute.
Well, me and Gearz went out to the gay bar last night. (And for those of you who don't know me, no, I'm not gay.) We went out there with his gay friend to sarge the strait women. About halfway through the night our gay friend has a stalker. This guy would not leave him alone. So Gearz, our lesbian friends, and I made this guy go away, but he kept rearing back to punch somebody and then he would stop. He said somethin about how he would rock any of our faces and I called him out. I was like dude, you've pulled back four times and you still haven't hit anyone. Then he punched me and all I could do is laugh because it was the weakest punch I've ever taken. I almost was embarrassed for him. Then he got kicked out.
After that little bit of hilarity, we started sarging again. I got a number close from this little HB8 with too much glitter on her face, and I got a drink bought for me by another girl. I danced with the lesbians and then we all left together. I ended up following the lesbians back to their place and we started drinking again.
Everything was moving so smoothly, so perfectly, then I just fuckin blew it... I don't know what the fuck happened... We were giving each other massages and then one of them went into the living room to talk to their roommates and me and the other one ended up going in there too. So much for that. I ended up getting home at 6 in the morning. I had a lot of fun despite my failure at the end of the night. On second thought, I still consider that a success compared to a year ago. I could never have made it into two lesbians bedroom and know that both of them wanted to fuck me a year ago.