I was in a city in one of these. Gay people don’t trust straight dentists or record stores aparently

Deuce, you annoy the piss out of me. You took an offhand remark as some kind of statement of my utter and uncompromising disapproval, which I’m going to take as projection, considering what a discontent little cunt you generally are.

As a visible minority who shops at cracker stores all the time, I do think it’s kind of funny that gays – who are only identifiably gay in public when holding hands of kissing – would feel uncomfortable about buying toothpaste at a corner store that wasn’t gay friendly, but, hey man, it’s all good. There’s a difference between finding something funny and total disapproval.

Hmm. Public consensus seems to suggest that I’ve been out-trolled. If I know my internet, this is the point where I go from ‘Bored and Combative’ to ‘Bitter and Obsessive’.

I’m going to have to have a think about this one. I feel a little astray.