A Very Special Infinite Story
Hey to hell with your parents! If they don't love you, then you'll find it else where! You're a gay guy after all, finding love shouldn't be that much of a problem. All you have to do is find another one of your kind and say "Blow me" and nine times out of ten your wish will come true! You're gonna live it up from now on and honey is it gonna be FABULOUS!
You end up going back to school with a completely different look and attitude. People immediately notice it and you like the fact that they notice it! You're a stereotypical flamer and if you were any gayer, Richard Simmons eating a hotdog in a Turkish prison would look straight by comparison.
You get called names every now and then, but since you end up being on such good terms with most of the popular females, the regular homophobic jock types don't give you too bad of a time seeing as they don't want to look too "insensitive" to their cheerleader girlfriends.
The rest of your social life improves as well since you now frequent raves a lot in the city, while taking massive amounts of XTC and indulging in LOTS of unprotected gay sex. You're very popular inside and outside of school and at last you feel loved! Well at least temporarily. Deep down you still aren't very happy, but of course your solution to this is to go get more love to fill up that eternal void which will never be filled.
Unsurprisingly all this "love" leads you catch herpes on your mouth, gonorrhea on your dick and AIDS in your ass, you silly faggot!
Ultimately, people find out and abandon you like the plague carrier you are, and you eventually die a horrible lingering death.
The moral of the story?
Don't be gay, it really isn't as cool as actors makes it look like on TV or if you MUST be gay, choose a life partner and don't go sucking and fucking every guy you see.
And now you know!
You end up going back to school with a completely different look and attitude. People immediately notice it and you like the fact that they notice it! You're a stereotypical flamer and if you were any gayer, Richard Simmons eating a hotdog in a Turkish prison would look straight by comparison.
You get called names every now and then, but since you end up being on such good terms with most of the popular females, the regular homophobic jock types don't give you too bad of a time seeing as they don't want to look too "insensitive" to their cheerleader girlfriends.
The rest of your social life improves as well since you now frequent raves a lot in the city, while taking massive amounts of XTC and indulging in LOTS of unprotected gay sex. You're very popular inside and outside of school and at last you feel loved! Well at least temporarily. Deep down you still aren't very happy, but of course your solution to this is to go get more love to fill up that eternal void which will never be filled.
Unsurprisingly all this "love" leads you catch herpes on your mouth, gonorrhea on your dick and AIDS in your ass, you silly faggot!
Ultimately, people find out and abandon you like the plague carrier you are, and you eventually die a horrible lingering death.
The moral of the story?
Don't be gay, it really isn't as cool as actors makes it look like on TV or if you MUST be gay, choose a life partner and don't go sucking and fucking every guy you see.
And now you know!
