Went to the local gay club last night, where people actually go to dance instead of pick people up. Annnnd then I managed to find the one straight guy in the place as he came up to dance with me. He was drunk as hell and 'on so many drugs' he couldn't see straight. His words, not mine.
I need to stop going outside.
Also, I'm almost positive that I had hair that behaved itself at one point in my life. That might have been in an alternate universe, but still.
I need to stop going outside.
Also, I'm almost positive that I had hair that behaved itself at one point in my life. That might have been in an alternate universe, but still.