The Gayness Show

Way back in my early twenties, I was seeing this girl and we'd go out quite a bit and do things like see movies and stuff.

It was quite nice and we'd talk and talk for hours. And I thought, zounds! (well, I didn't actually say that, but you get the gist, right?), We sure do get along afully swell together! (I might have actually said that, I am a dork). And I was thinking, she's comfortable with me as well.....

Talking about the troubles with her boyfriend she's seeing on and off. Yeah. Nice.

But wait a sec, If she's enjoying her time with me, and we do have a fantastic time, well, she must like me, right?

And this is where I realized something I've never phantomed before. Why I always seem to be the best-est guy friend of all these fantastic girls over the years. The one 'buddy" thay they always feel so comfortable with discussing things tou wouldn't just tell anyone. I used to thing perhaps, I exuded this aura of trust, and maybe a bit of pine tar for freshness.

The big hint was taking Rose to a movie. We were having a seat in the desired center rows and I was leaning in closer to her as she spoke. The movie was about to start when she said something about having something to eat afterwards.

I smiled at her, and said "I'm game!"

...And the most odd look came over her face as she looked at me with a cocked eyebrow of puzzlement. I then got my answer on how I am percieved.

"You're gay?!"

It was dead silent as the lights went down and all I saw before the blackness was all thses heads swiveling about to see the guy who just aparently "came out of the closet" as the movie preshow. I was speachless.

so THATS why she hung out with me! She was so ready to see I was gay!