I was out at a gay bar/nightclub looking for a potential partner (this was before I knew how to install apps). #Let me take you to a gay bar song how to I was approached by a very good looking guy, we bought each other drinks and chatted for ages. We even got up and danced together and I honestly thought I'd found a great guy. So night starts to wind down and I ask if he'd like my number cause 'i had a great time with him'. "Thanks, but I'm probably going to go back to my regular bar, I'm not gay". After some more talking I found out that he tried the gay bar because he was tired of loud women hitting on him and just wanted a break from the shitty music, because 'we play better music' (which is definitely true). I ended up walking home feeling like a right fool. I haven't gone back as every time I see that place I remember that night and feel like Anyone else have a similar experience?Įdit: Just realized a better question would be "how do you tune your gayday so you can tell?" Now I'm not against separating bars and clubs based on sexuality, but I was kinda hoping a gay bar would be a great place to find someone. So I (22M) am currently studying in Brighton and it is well known for it's queer community and I am also bisexual. When I came out first 5 years ago,my parents were very concerned about my safety because I was an introvert and they said they fucked up a lot in their university years so my dad insisted on coming with me to the bars and stay as an observer and I had to accept it(because I wasn't working and did not have time to work at a part time job) and this lasted till I was 19,when they said they could trust me as an individual and they were sure I could take care of myself but honestly,my dad was a very fun guy to go out with and he is my best wingman.
No, no, he don't need no help! He's already been served. But now, he see that Jay make the rules at Smart Tech, that I run this b*tch, and now he 'bout to bounce! See, what he thought was he can come up here and make the rules. Both ya'll niggas gonna get clapped up when I get back.
We went to Tijuana, Mexico, you know? And we thought it would be fun, you know, to go to a show. Everybody says you gotta check out one of these shows.
We get there and we think it's gonna be awesome and. it is not as cool as it sounds like it's gonna be. You think "A woman f***in' a horse" and you get there and. So what about you? What did you get up to? And you know what? To be honest I just felt bad for her, we all just felt bad for her.