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vincemichaels
Detroit
Speaking of homosexuality, when was the first time you were approached by one? Did you understand the drift of what he was saying, or the drift of what she was saying? How did you respond? Angrily, just get the H outta there, what?
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In one class a kid kept pulling my chair out from under me so i stood up and started beating the shit out of him. The other kid got in trouble.
The next day in PE class this guysterts saying stuff to me that i had no idea what he was talking about. All i knew was I didnt like what he was saying so i beat the shit out of him too. The teacher ran over and broke it up and asked what happened so i told her what he was saying to me. She had a shocked look on her face like she couldnt believe what the other kid was saying, so i knew whatever he said was messed up. Again I didnt get in any trouble.
I didnt get what he was saying to me intil 2 years later when my best friend walked in on him and another guy in the bathroom at school. The guy that made the comments to ne was trying to shove a stick of butter up his ass so his friend could fuck him.
The third fight, I started beating the shit out of someone for no reason. Somehow I never got in trouble for that one either. The teacher just talked to me for a while to find out why I was suddenly fighting everyone when I was not normally like that. I did apologize to the last one. I felt bad. He didnt do anything to deserve that. I ended up being good friends with him after that. I didnt feel bad about the first two though. Very few people messed with.me after that.
I was 12 or 13 years old and my grandparents lived in Florida. I would always go visit during holidays and around Christmas I was at the mall. A kid (boy) around the same age as me walked by and winked and smiled. I didn't even think anything of it until months later I realized why he had done that.
Lesson of CrazyJoe's post: Don't fuck with Crazy.
I'm not gay! Not that there's anything wrong with that. :-)
Anyway I became a loner in High School at first. I had one strange looking guy approach me at a lunch break and ask me strange questions like was I interested in guys or girls. I said girls and he walked away. Later on I had a girl call me up out of the blue. She surprised me because she told me she was a lesbian but wanted to experiment with me. We talked a bit but at the time she was using occasional strong language I wasn't used to hearing a girl say. After a few damn, shit, or whatever she was saying I mentioned I didn't like her tone of voice. She misconstrued it as saying I didn't like her voice and got upset and hung up. Oh well, missed my chance at making out with a bunch of lesbians possibly turning them bi. I just continued talking to a cheerleader who liked to sit next to me in one class.
Women are incredible, a joy, a pain, but that's my choice.
When I was 17, I was out drinking beer with 3 other buddies. We needed to piss so we stopped at a public park to use the rest rooms. I got there first and had just started to pea when the big guy comes in and says "You're gonna suck my dick or I am going to beat the shit out of you". I said "I don't think so. My buddies are right behind me". He heard them coming and took off. He is lucky we couldn't find him.
When I was 21 and going to school at Keesler AFB in Biloxi MS, I was out drinking one night and ran into this guy that seemed OK at first. Talked about sports, girls, etc. We went from one bar to the next and wound up at the hotel bar where he was staying. Finally he offers me money to go to his room with him. I just said "I'm not that kind of guy and walked out". Later some one suggested to me that he could have been working for the Air Force to find and weed out homosexuals. I suppose it could be possible. Gays in the military were frowned upon back then.
I was in line somewhere in college. I think I was registering for or changing classes.
Some random guy comes up to me and starts commenting on how he liked the way I dressed and complimenting me and told me he and his friends had a place close to campus and that I should come over afterwards.
I don't remember what I said to him but I remember my girlfriend (who was right behind me in line) starting to laugh out loud. She thought it was hilarious that I was getting hit on in line at campus.
Come to think of it, I think the guy lived close to Santa Clara...