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So the other day I’m on UMSL’s campus on what is apparently National Coming Out day and I’m walking with two of my English major friends when this babydyke comes up to me. Totally decked out in gay pride t-shirt and wearing the super short spikey haircut. You know the deal.
Anyway! She’s sort of cute but this has no time to register because she’s in my face and demands all imperiously, “Have you come out yet?!”
ME: (Blinks dumbly.) Uh... what?
BABYDYKE: (Imperious still.) It’s National Coming Out Day! Have you come out?!
FRIEND 1: (Puzzled.) How do you know she’s gay?
BABYDYKE: (Ignores him.) Have you come out?
And it goes on and on and on. Eventually it ended with me getting hella pissed and telling the story of my coming out and subsequent removal of my parents house at age sixteen. Of course, everything is fine with my parents now so that’s super groovy.
My other friend who is older contemplated how he should’ve told her that we were married. Our love would’ve been a lie though. lol. Thus it’s a good idea he didn’t do that. I swear, it was a fucked up weird experience. I despise coming out nazis. Why do gay people care who is out and who isn’t? I doubt I could happily date someone super closeted but it’s their damn right.
Maybe it’s this shit with Foley that made the babydyke insane but still, weird weird weird experience.
Anyway! She’s sort of cute but this has no time to register because she’s in my face and demands all imperiously, “Have you come out yet?!”
ME: (Blinks dumbly.) Uh... what?
BABYDYKE: (Imperious still.) It’s National Coming Out Day! Have you come out?!
FRIEND 1: (Puzzled.) How do you know she’s gay?
BABYDYKE: (Ignores him.) Have you come out?
And it goes on and on and on. Eventually it ended with me getting hella pissed and telling the story of my coming out and subsequent removal of my parents house at age sixteen. Of course, everything is fine with my parents now so that’s super groovy.
My other friend who is older contemplated how he should’ve told her that we were married. Our love would’ve been a lie though. lol. Thus it’s a good idea he didn’t do that. I swear, it was a fucked up weird experience. I despise coming out nazis. Why do gay people care who is out and who isn’t? I doubt I could happily date someone super closeted but it’s their damn right.
Maybe it’s this shit with Foley that made the babydyke insane but still, weird weird weird experience.
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