I met a guy in a gay club tonight, we kissed, then he said he was working tomorrow. I didn't ask where he worked, why wud I? So we chatted more, kissed more and it turned out he was an athlete. The sport he worked in was the sport my friend worked in, who committed suicide last year. So, I ask this guy if he knew my friend and not only did he know him, they were dating And he cud fill in a lot of blanks for me. Then he told me today was in fact the anniversary of my friends death. He answered a lot of questions for me.
Do you believe
| by Anonymous | reply 7 | August 10, 2025 12:37 PM |
Huh?
| by Anonymous | reply 1 | August 10, 2025 4:47 AM |
How lovely for you, thanks for keeping us in the loop.
| by Anonymous | reply 2 | August 10, 2025 4:47 AM |
No, I do not in fact believe a word you just wrote.
| by Anonymous | reply 3 | August 10, 2025 4:48 AM |
Listen, pal, lemme tell ya somethin’ funny. Two poor saps, see? Both think they got the lousiest Valentine’s Day in the history o’ lousy Valentine’s Days. Each got a box o’ chocolates for some dame, same crummy brand, mind ya — sittin’ on the radiator so they go all soft ‘n’ sweaty before the big date. One’s up on 12th Street, the other’s down on 8th, never met each other, but those sweets and them sweethearts? They go belly-up at the exact same minute. Like the universe says, ‘Hey, you mugs, you’re both in the same sad sack club.’ Ain’t that a kick in the teeth?
| by Anonymous | reply 4 | August 10, 2025 5:00 AM |
Wud/cud
| by Anonymous | reply 5 | August 10, 2025 5:46 AM |
[quote] Do you believe
This diva certainly does:
| by Anonymous | reply 6 | August 10, 2025 8:06 AM |
0/10. What a waste of bits, bytes, and time.
| by Anonymous | reply 7 | August 10, 2025 12:37 PM |