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Definitely not, not Maybe

I drank beer today. Not unusual considering it's one of my favorite byproducts of microscopic organisms farting and crapping out otherwise unlikable resources like wheat and water. Things that really are no good without some sort of alteration. In this case, fairly major ones.
I had these beers early in the day, which is the best time to drink, you know, to get an early start on a happy ending to my day off. But, they were consumed after watching a movie: Definitely, Maybe.
I saw this movie with another man. I was consequently accused of being “gay.” I found this accusation humorous considering my secondary, though decisive, motives for watching the film. How it was “gay” to see this movie with another dude is beyond me. It seems gay in a way, I guess. But it was a heterosexual film, with good actors, a good story, and many attractive women. Again, how is this gay?
“Gay” involves various physical activities in which I have never engaged, a sexual preference not reflecting my own, and a sense of style and manor equal to or better than Clinton Kelly’s (something I have never been accused of having).
So, why is it not "gay" to see this film with a guy and not a gal? I really have no suitable answer. A lot of people think it is. I am convinced otherwise. I don't know why, but its not.

Comments

Mo Rage said…
Man, don't you get it? Your "friend", whoever said seeing the movie with another guy was, like most of America, just homophobic. They have issues. If you're insecure, listen to them. If you're secure, however, go on with your life--enjoy it, even--and don't pay attention to small-minded chuckleheads. (Not that there's anything wrong with being gay).
March 6, 2008 at 2:55 PM
Chris Hoops said…
Well, I got that opinion from several people. Most of whom are not homophobes. Your right though, making a general statement or accusation is a small-minded chuckelhead thing to do. I thought it was funny and I get their point

Similar to saying most Americans are homophobic.
March 6, 2008 at 10:47 PM
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