Here’s something to ponder.
The next time someone accuses you of being gay for [insert lame reason here], ask them how they know that’s gay? Are they gay?
Funny how some “men” are so obsessed with “gay” stuff.
Always remember, and never forget, closets are for clothes.
I went this route in high school at a dude i had classes with that kept insisting his dick was bigger than everyone’s. Eventually I’d ask how he knew, that we didn’t have gym class or do the same sports so he would’ve had to go out of his way to check or ask other people.
He would compulsively bring it up, only to get shut down when me or one of my friends started calling him the dick expert with a meticulous catalog of all the dude’s sizes.
Here’s something to ponder. The next time someone accuses you of being gay for [insert lame reason here], ask them how they know that’s gay? Are they gay? Funny how some “men” are so obsessed with “gay” stuff. Always remember, and never forget, closets are for clothes.
I definitely employed this strategy in middle school
Doesn’t generally work because logic doesn’t work on these people
I went this route in high school at a dude i had classes with that kept insisting his dick was bigger than everyone’s. Eventually I’d ask how he knew, that we didn’t have gym class or do the same sports so he would’ve had to go out of his way to check or ask other people.
He would compulsively bring it up, only to get shut down when me or one of my friends started calling him the dick expert with a meticulous catalog of all the dude’s sizes.
This is the adult, “takes one to know one”
Know how i know you’re gay?
Because I’m standing here not wearing any clothes? They are all in the closet btw. :)
Worst part about being on Lemmy is having to tell your parents you’re gay