Five guys just walked into the room I’m staying in. I’m being friendly to them so later they won’t feel inclined to steal my shit when they get drunk. I mean, I’m friendly anyway, but I need to be friendly here even more.
When someone you don’t know starts making gay jokes with you, it’s hard to know when to make gay jokes back. I say, the third joke. The first two jokes you just have to laugh. It could turn out badly if you said a gay joke back the first time. The guy COULD be like “What the fuck man!” and get all weird. The third time is good, because then you know it’s okay to say one back.
Example. In the room today, one of the five random guys said,
“Let’s save some water, three to a shower.”
He then pointed at me (he had only said ‘hi’ to me at this point) and said,
“Who do you wanna go with bro?!”.
If I said something back like, “You man, look at those muscles!”, it would be weird.
The third time that kind of thing would happen, it wouldn’t be so weird.
The second gay joke just happened. The guy asked what I was doing tonight. I said I was getting drunk. He asked if I was going to get some action. I said,
“Uh, yeah, see what happens”.
He said, “I heard there are lots of single guys out tonight.”
I’m pumped for the next one, gonna join in!
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There was no third gay joke. Oh well. :(
People I like: Bill Burr. Stand up.
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