

A partner of mine had many fay male friends. She relayed a story once about one of her gay male friends hanging out with a straight person he was trying to be friends with. She showed me the texts he’d sent her on their hangout and they contained things loke: “what the fuck do straight people like?” and “what the hell are we supposed to talk about?” and “we are just kind of sitting here silently and I feel awkward”.
I don’t have a point with this anecdote but I always laugh when I think about it.
i dont know how anyone could possibly expect to fish without a flamethrower to scare the fish into the kiln.