Tulsa_Fireman
11/24/2008, 11:17 PM
A friend of mine "found me out" at this early Thanksgiving dinner last night that was hosted by my roommate's girlfriend for friends and extended friends. After the dinner, a few of us came back to my place to have some beer, cigars, and shoot the breeze. This guy was the last to leave, and I just came right out and told him. I said I hesitated telling him because I didn't think he would react very well to the news. I was right -- he honestly didn't really know what to say or think. I've known this guy for 6 years.
He's still a friend I suppose, but I'm really weirded out. I don't hate the guy or anything, but I'm not real sure I'm going to be comfortable just hanging out and shopping for pantyhose and rubber dongs like we've done so many times in the past.
I wish people would keep this **** to drunken facebook messages. He asked me if I was going to be one of those flaming confederates who wear speedos and dance in the streets and I assured him I was.
Weird. Weird weird ****, but pronouns are fun.
He's still a friend I suppose, but I'm really weirded out. I don't hate the guy or anything, but I'm not real sure I'm going to be comfortable just hanging out and shopping for pantyhose and rubber dongs like we've done so many times in the past.
I wish people would keep this **** to drunken facebook messages. He asked me if I was going to be one of those flaming confederates who wear speedos and dance in the streets and I assured him I was.
Weird. Weird weird ****, but pronouns are fun.