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Friday, December 28, 2007
Nothing’s funnier than bumping into the guy who just left the STD clinic trying to pick me up! You whores!
“I’m tired of everyone acting like I’m incapable of having a long-term relationship. I’ve only had two boyfriends .... each lasted about nine months.” Missy, I think long-term typically implies more than nine months!
Two oxymorons: gay marriage and trans-inclusive.
It’s funny how most people think gay guys have sex left and right with anyone, anywhere and anyhow. If only it were true! If only it were that easy!
“So easy to play the race card.” It’s even easier to deny it.
Bitch Boy, I doubt that you will allow this to be posted but you seem to think that in order to be critical, you have to be bitchy/snarky/cruel. The readers have repeatedly seen how you don’t don’t analyze critically at all, but instead choose to come down predictably with hackneyed throwaway blurbs, insults about misspelled words, just to spice things up. It would be nice to see you really thinking about the issues of which you write.
Most bi’s aren’t alcoholics or drug addicts? I think not. Not being able to decide if you want men or women is right up there with bipolar disorder.
Gosh, I miss the days when hot guys went to the Green Lantern. Now it’s just desperate, back-haired trolls.
Your ‘bear in a suit’ posts were cute at first but now, your friends and subscribers are tired of it. You and your “bears’” two minutes are up. Stop the insanity!
To the queen who went all the way to Iowa in hopes of getting free stuff from Oprah: You give new meaning to the word “cheap.”
If you’re not cute with a perfect body in this town you might as well be dead. The queens are so cold here.
I make $10 million a year and I went to a state school. I’m also smart enough to know that nobody cares! Check Emily Post — it’s tacky to talk about how much you earn.
There is a difference between being fashionably late and just plain late.
The male equivalent to “fruit flies” is “dyke daddies,” and they’re just as incapable of bagging members of the opposite sex.
What’s with calling guys “chocolate,” “vanilla,” and “cinnamon”? You are aware you’re having sex with PEOPLE, right?
I am glad the gay community overemphasizes looks. It keeps ugly people from making up excuses, and gets them off their fat butts!
I thought that maybe I’ll try something different this time. This time, I decided to date the smart, intelligent, polite and obese gay man. In only two weeks, I realized that a lifetime of being with a nice guy would also mean a lifetime of broken beds and unsatisfactory sex. The lesson is still the same — don’t go out with people others say you should go out with. Follow your heart.
You may have $10 million, a JD from Yale and a Vera Wang-wearing Asian maid, but your maid tells me that you like to borrow her Vera Wangs and pretend to marry your Donald Rumsfeld doll.
To the GS-8 who whined about the fabu Harvard lesbian making $500,000: I bet you’d trade in your Chanel knockoffs and one year of your life for just one day in her real Vera Wang.
I live in Dupont Circle, wave my rainbow flag, despise Republicans, act like a girl (I am a real girl), and my family accepts and loves me. Oh, and they don’t like Republicans either.
Condi for president! With her, not only do you get a female president, a black president, but a lesbian president as well!
I need access to you 24/7 through your cell phone in case I need an emergency enema!
Most of my interactions with gay men in D.C. tempt me to vote Republican.
What’s up with all the sad black queens who go to Halo? Every time I go I always seem to run into someone who can’t afford the neighborhood complaining about the price of drinks.
There are bisexuals at the bars. There’s just no real point in our advertising that we are also attracted to people who don’t happen to be there.
I’m black and I would date a white guy. The only ones that approach me though are old and fat, albeit wealthy. But I have my own loot, so I don’t need to be exposed to “the finer things” — I have done it for myself. I know nothing is wrong with me, because all the black and Latino guys that talk to me are tight! Go figure!
Why would you hit on me, get my digits, and totally go for it, tell me that you are “interested” and single, then let me find out through all of my friends that you are dating my friend? Do you think I want to hurt you? Of course I’m going to ignore you. Your messing with the wrong crowd, we are tighter than you’ll ever be. Pretending to be so nice and courteous — it’s wrong. It’s totally wrong and that’s why I carry you. Now I have to be nice to you because you are dating him and know that we all love him a lot, so don’t hurt him or this town is coming after you.
To the person who said “Not all bisexuals are calling themselves ‘gay.’ I am bisexual and always will be. Nothing like getting your manpatties tenderized while at the same time stuffing her bird! Now that’s a Christmas feast!” Eeewww!
I have asked this question before: I am a 48-year-old black man. How can you brothers date white guys and other races when you can’t treat your own race right? See you brothers in D.C. talk a good game but when it comes to stepping up to the plate you can’t bat and strike out every time! You know you would stand a better chance of hitting the million-dollar lottery than finding someone of quality.
No Asian Harvard graduate I’m associated with would ever use the term “trashy” to describe white or any race of people for that matter. She sounds more like a bitter seventh grader who was picked last for dodge ball. If she earned $1 million per year, lived in Georgetown and owned the Vera Wang brand, she would still look in the mirror tomorrow morning and see what she really hates most — herself.
I don’t understand this African-American nonsense. If one of my black friends referred to me as Russian-American, I’d probably have him committed to St. E’s!
My teenaged godson told me he wants to get a tattoo so he can look cool like me. He also said “Don’t tell my parents; they’ll kill me!”
To the bitch who referenced the “Normal Rockwell gathering”: some of us actually love our relatives.
Lesbian bear scenes? That is the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard!
Those who refuse to label black people as twinks are misunderstood. They are not being racist, but rather complimentary. “Twink” is a pejorative term. Who wants to identify as a rail-thin drama queen dressed in garish colors? The implication is that a black man is too much of a real man to be a twink.
Going out with some of my “friends” is as boring as filling out a restaurant survey: Is that guy in the red shirt “hot, kinda hot, so-so, kinda ugly or ugly”?
If twinks are white, what color is tall, dark and handsome?
So you go to a library, pick out a book titled “King & King” and then are surprised that the two guys get married in the end? You stupid bitch. Hello, it was titled the “King & King” — what did you expect? Dumb breeder.
Who cares that you had sex with someone’s boyfriend in a bathroom? To admit where you did it is shallow.
No one is screeching about how racist this pathetic city is. We are merely pointing out an unmitigated fact.
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