August 18, 2007
single in LA 002
Wherein me and my man W find ourselves consuming firewater in downtown LA.
W and I are engaged in a completely bullshit convo with one young gent
(white, middle American) who hasn't realized that he's queer yet, which is
fine because the girls he's with have also slept on dude's confusion.
W sez: Yo! Talk to those girls!
But what's the point? All of us are here under false pretenses.
Posted by ebogjonson in the love, on August 18, 2007 1:08 AM