To make up for attending a Mormon dance club the night before, Friday night I went out with my gay boys.
After downing a Screwdriver and pretending to hump Jakey at his place, we all walked over to club Sound to get our freak on. I wasn't aware that it was Gay Night until we were inside, but we had a blast. Dirty dancing with a bunch of gay guys is a lot of fun. In fact, I've never danced dirtier in my life. You don't have to worry about looking stupid because they're not attracted to you anyway. Which only becomes a problem when you're attracted to them. Why is it that the cute ones are always gay?
Either way, I had a blast with my Fairy Godmother and definitely made up for the other night.
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