| 5.14.2008
All these years I thought it was a joke. Turns out ATL has something in the water that really does turn the tops into bottoms!
Honey, you think your husband married you for love? Let's see how long the honeymoon lasts now that you've lost your six-figure job.
Gay guys in Atlanta are supremely talented. They can lie to me. They can cheat on me. They can stand me up. And somehow, they make ME look like the bad guy!
A list? D list? What's wrong with being a B-minus guy? I'd be happy with one.
When I nodded and said "hi" to you; you called me a faggot. Then I see you posting online for 24/7 j/o buddies. Ashamed and pathetic much?
A circuit party? That's a social event for electrical engineers or federal appellate judges, right?
Not one bearded man at the leather bar last Saturday. Not even one! God!
Why bust your butt in the gym to look hot only to mess up your mind and body by doing drugs. Stupid!
Nasty queens are annoying, but your crying baby is worse. When did having offspring give you the right to irritate everyone else?
So you give your boyfriend little bits of time to pursue his own interests? My, aren't you gracious? How did his time get to be yours to dole out sparingly?
All you meth-addicted twinks who think life is all dancing and drugging will probably die before you're old enough to know the joy of being 45, in love with a 41-year-old totally hot truck driver who gives you the best sex you've ever had.
We need to eliminate the two-party system. Elections should be more like a crazy orgy than some 200-year-old marriage.
You are going to tell your new straight crush you are "bi" because you haven't been sleeping with guys in months? Sweetie, that doesn't make you bi, that just makes you a gay man who can't get laid.
I refuse to believe that every gay guy in this city is as stereotypical as they all seem to be: a bunch of pop culture obsessed, semi-alcoholic, acting-like-high-school-girls, dancing with no shirts to bad techno crap queens.
Please don't say stuff like "anyone got a clue?” Yes, I can give you a clue, but a clue will still keep you guessing.
I'm so tired of people constantly demanding butch! Why don't I just punch you in the face? How's that for butch?
To the twink who can't find cute undies, I like twinks with no undies even more. Woof!
You guys act like a bunch of sex-crazed adolescents. Balance, people!
I just wonder who still goes to circuit parties; they are so last century.
Honey, at your age, you need to be a little more realistic — 55 is not the new 25.
In about 2 weeks after moving here, legitimate men are snatched up and forever sequestered. That's what I did when I found one. Good luck — you'll need it.
Breeders use “faggot” a lot more than we say “breeder,” and they go to great lengths to prevent us from having happiness or any kind of life with legislation and violence.
I grew up here, and I don’t recognize the "Atlanta" some of these bitches in here are talking about! Evidently they came from elsewhere and brought their issues with them!
Bitch Boy, you're invited to mine and my boyfriend’s wedding, and we're going to Niagara Falls for the honeymoon.
The best and sexiest underwear are regular boxer briefs. If you need to spend more than $10 to package your bizness, you're probably dressing up a disappointment.
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