| 8.20.2008
Seriously, if you are going to throw a hissy fit, yell and slam the barstool on the ground because a certain person walks into the bar, don't be surprised if people think you are a drama queen. Especially when you run to the bathroom to finish your "moment."
I'm so sick of you huggy queens. Go hug your boyfriends, or a tree, or yourself. Don't hug me unless you know me, and even then, restrain yourself from every hello and goodbye.
There's nothing more frustrating than a hot guy with morals.
Here's my last bit of advice before I ditch you as a friend: Don't break up with him; you'll never find anyone else willing to put up with you.
Face it, your "open relationship" is just an excuse for you two to whore around. It's pretty evident you're just using each other for financial reasons.
Am I the only gay man in the world who thinks people who wear their ball caps on backward look stupid?
Bitch Boy responds: 1998 called. They want their bitch back.
Just admit that you're an attention whore and that you have absolutely no intention of changing.
There are ugly-acting fags everywhere. Get used to it here or get the hell out and find it someplace else.
Re: "You just start dressing for your own comfort instead of others’ approval." Careful, this may make too much sense for some people.
Obama makes me feel optimistic. McCain makes me feel nauseated.
ESPN? Please, give me HGTV.
I think it's great when mature men purchase an Xbox so that they can feel more connected to their youthful boyfriend. It shows a real commitment to understanding their culture and meeting them at their level.
I don't want to be part of your A-list. You are a bunch of douchebags only nice to me because I'm hot. Leave me alone and stop touching my arm.
A man with a plastic ID card dangling from a lanyard around his neck is considered sexy to me now. At least he has a job. That sure beats my last two exes.
Age is no excuse for lack of physical fitness. Case in point, my 40-something lover puts my 20-something frame to shame!
To all "Boomers" who made it through the 1960s, 70s, 80s, etc., who think their best years are behind them, THINK AGAIN! I'll be 60 this fall, and it ain't over until you let it be over!
The least you could do is say hi back when someone says hi to you, especially when you're at work in a retail store that pays commission.
There are other places to go outside the narrow confines of your Balkanized gay life. Actually, do me a favor: you stay in your hell hole, and I'll stay in mine.
Why do guys on-line chat me up, then stand me up, then attempt to repeat the process months later? I'm a top, boys. I never forget an asshole.
Congratulations on the purchase of your first home. But aren't you a little too old to be decorating it with pictures of Madonna?
The Jackass of the Month Award goes to the jerk who complained about how poor guys in Atlanta are at communicating … then dumped me in an email.
You told me you were leaving me because 1) we were not a good match 2) we were at different places and 3) you needed to focus on your career. The only thing you didn't tell me was the truth: you met someone else.
OK, the grass is always greener on the other side. But if you have a BF and miss being single, you’re an idiot.
It's so hard to be A-list — always having to be stuck up and unfriendly when I have so little to be stuck up and unfriendly about.
Don't get me wrong, I love hairy men. But when the bushes almost outgrow the manhood, or I end up flossing during oral, it's time for some manscaping. Keep it trimmed for the ones you love, gentlemen.
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