Oh I remember we had a big bag of rainbow cookies one time and they made you gay, and the only gay guy in school was eatting them but they were apparently really good so we figured out if you just ate an even number you’d end up back straight again.
Twas a simpler time.
My partner went to a convention in another city. He was caught off guard by the number of dudes in leather and fetishwear that he saw around the hotel when he first arrived but just thought the city must have a diverse and adventurous night life.
The next morning on his way out he spotted a poster, it was “The Bear Ball” weekend, some disco themed big gay guy event, and the hotel he was in was the headquarters, which explains why most of the other attendants of his conference were being housed in a different hotel.
He said he had some great people watching for the next couple days.