admin @ Fri, 2006-09-15 11:00
Don’t give me that ‘U-Haul ahoy!’ look in your eyes at the club. We’re just dancing, and that’s all we’re going to be.
It’s not polite to call me a liar when I say I haven’t had sex in several years. To me it’s a matter of quality not quantity. Besides, I’m not an insatiable slut like you. I actually have standards!
For those who wonder why some poz people are “hostile,” try this: Place a basically honest personal ad, wait for 20 “I like your profile” responses; reply “Thanks, healthy poz here. I do not bareback.” See if you get less than 90-percent instant rejections.
How come older guys won’t talk to me unless they want to have sex with me? And when I do have sex with them, even though they say it was great, they pretend they never met me the next time they see me.
What’s up with you people who say bad things that aren’t true about good people? Y’all need to get a life and quit downgrading others to make yourself look better.
To the guy who wonders why incredibly hot guys settle down with frumpy old men who never go out: Perhaps they’re sick of shallow twinks and cracked-out bar bitches. Jealous much?
For years I was a strong supporter of the Human Rights Campaign, but that changed when they started dispatching people to accost strangers on the sidewalk. This makes them no better than the Scientology idiots.
If you’re over 30, don’t wear necklaces from the young men’s collection. And unless you have a body Michelangelo would sculpt, keep your shirt on. If you want to play dress-up and pretend you’re young and hot, do it at home. For the love of God, what a pathetic spectacle!
I really don’t GET it when someone sets up a date and then cancels at the last minute without a good explanation. It’s just rude and it pisses me off.
You guys need to find Christ and stop this self-destructive behavior. Let God drive your life and you will find salvation and the peace that has eluded you for so long.
To you HIV-negative guys who instantly reject anyone you know is HIV-positive: If you were logically consistent, you’d require all of your dates to take an instant HIV test.
Since when was policing defined as sitting in cop cars in empty lots chatting for hours about god knows what? It’s a waste of our money. Get out of your flashing light cars once in a while and not just to stop at 7-11!
If you have ever gone camping and sat around a campfire, listening to scary stories, then you know the power of a well-told story. All religions are quite similar to these stories. They plant unexplainable ideas in your head and the more you hear those stories, the more real they become. It’s time to put out the campfire.
What does it say for our country when they are fighting in court so we can’t marry, adopt children, serve in the military, but some crazy bitch can go and drown all five of her kids and get off on the insanity plea. Please. The bitch knew what she was doing.
Now that Lance Bass is officially out and we know that his boyfriend is Reichen Lehmkuhl, there is also no doubt about who is the bottom in that relationship.
Having just moved to a “transitional neighborhood,” I am amazed at the number of delinquent kids running around without adult supervision. I think any law banning gays from adopting kids should also ban non-working, irresponsible welfare- dependent adults from procreating.
You say that having a simple conversation with me is like taking a deposition. You might come to a different conclusion if having a simple conversation with you weren’t like being deposed.
I overheard you saying that now that you’ve turned 20, no one will want to date you. If that’s the case, stop hanging out with pedophiles. I’m old enough to be your father, and I get cruised all of the time.
In September 2001 someone offered me a bump of tina and I said yes. Since then my life fell apart twice, a friend of mine murdered someone and now is dying in prison with AIDS. I have many friends who are now HIV-positive and homeless because of PNP. By some grace of God I am alive, free and sober. It really is “life or meth.” There is no in between.
To the professional guy with the Jaguar who works out religiously but doesn’t want to be called superficial: What do you mean you’re just doing your part? You mean your part in being shallow, narcissistic and full of yourself?
Maybe more muscular and ripped gay men would take on homophobes if more of them knew how to fight and weren’t such fluffy cowardly twinks! Being able to tongue lash someone doesn’t cut it.
You may think gay men taking their shirts off in public is trashy, but if they’re hot, we all enjoy seeing it unless you’re some kind of sexual prude. It’s the trolls who take off their shirts to expose their disgusting bodies who are obscene.
Why does an old fat ugly man automatically want “pretty boys?” Why not go after young fat ugly boys instead? At least you’d have something in common and more than a snowball’s chance of getting some without paying for it.
Most of the time you ignore me despite my interest in you, yet the one time you actually come up and say hello to me, you walk away because I didn’t immediately respond. You can’t expect me to immediately get over years of neglect in a few minutes.
We sit together and hold hands, we open-mouth kiss, mostly with your tongue, we have sex and yet you tell me you’re not gay because you don’t want to face your father and brother when you get to the other side? Assuming your father and brother are watching at all, they’ve seen all they need to see already.
To the idiot who said it was obvious in “Brokeback” that Jack was not murdered but died in an accident: The movie used a flashback to reveal to the audience what really happened. The wife was telling Ennis that Jack was in an accident but you could read her facial expressions to understand this was just her “safe” explanation.
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