Men.

[FunK_DoCta]

^^^


It's not that they don't like you...they are scared of you! and I mean that in a good way. You are smart and talented and you see right through them and their mesh shirts. But those are fags, nothing else. So there is no need to worry about what they think of you.

All the gay men live "normal" lives so IMO it is hard to find them. They go day by day living like the straight masses because they are comfortable in knowing that your sexual preference does not define you. And that fagdom is a shallow life albeit fun...sometimes.

Sunny, you are a part of an elite few...fashionable, intelligent men with substance that just happen to be gay.

I say we start a new village in Yorkville or in the St. Lawrence Market area...Classy, Artsy, Mod, and Fashionable...NO FAGS ALLOWED! A place where GUPpies (Gay Urban Professionals) can just be. Maybe this will be an avenue for people like us to meet normal guys.

 

[MoFo]

Dood, thanks for the kind words. *BLUSH* but...

Guppies? LOL

The thing is, I don't want to meet fashionable guys anymore...

I want a skater dood. Who smokes. Who eats wings. And sucks his fingers after. And drinks beer. And is sweet to me. You know what I mean? Who doesn't feel the need to visit a bathhouse, wear tight pants or drinks Stella or something. I really like down to earth people and the gaybourhood is SO not the place to find one. There are but it's not easy to weed through the fags.

To be honest, you're right. Boystown is a load of fun when you're looking for that but sometimes, it's just not what I'm looking for in an area to cruise. Maybe you do have something there with the whole "anti-gaybourhood gaybourhood. A neat idea actually..

But inevitably, it would be taken over by shallow fags again, wouldn't it?

 

[FunK_DoCta]

Another thing Sunny, I think you have the same problem as me. I go for the Breeders or trendies or newbies whatever because I can mould them in my own image. These ones have not yet been infected with EBOLA-FAG. It's the disease that tears away anything remotely hetero about you, makes you wear clothes 10 sizes too small in the loudest colours, fuck everything that walks resulting in some sort of queeny she male thing?!?
Those infected are quarantined to the village by choice because they, with good reason, think they will be shunned by the rest of society. They whine about the lack of equality yet keep themselves contained to this environment. And in a vain attempt to "come out to the rest of the world" they showcase what they've got during pride which ends up being some sort of hedonistic party where the rest of the world can ogle at how freakish the gays are. This leaves the GAY MEN in a worse position because they are associated with those infected by default...because they are automatically stereotyped to be fags.

Hmmmm...maybe like ROME or better yet for a more contemporary example...old downtown Toronto..we should let the village burn and start fresh...beginning with the Barn.

 

[MoFo]

LMAo @ EBOLA-FAG!!

 

[FunK_DoCta]

But inevitably, it would be taken over by shallow

Originally posted by MoFo
Dood, thanks for the kind words. *BLUSH* but...

fags again, wouldn't it?

Not if we mask it as a gaybourhood for lesbo-femmi-nazis!

 

[Jeffsus]

Originally posted by opticalm
Jeffsus. - who?

Is this a slight?

I'll excuse you.

this time...

-jM

 

[Jeffsus]

Originally posted by MoFo
Jeffsus is in Africa. So don't you worry about him.

Is this a slight?

I'll let it slide...

this time...

But the reality is, that I am meticulously calculating a scheme which will enable me and Jon to live in a Beach side villa, where we sip (guzzle?) cold beers and smoke cloved cigarettes. Out front is a gate, which is tall and of wrought iron, set between colonial white walls decorated in gargoyle's and red, clay tourretts. A small team of young, beautiful guard boys will work the gate, politely bidding entrance to our guests who come for monthly or biweekly events. Inside the walls is a lush garden attended again by our team of nubile serviceboys; coconut trees, lime, mangoes, cashew, and passionfruit vines perfume the air. The garden path leads to our veranda and patio, fully equipped with bar and, again, a nubile bartender. Inside are 18 foot ceilings, chandeliers, and marble floors, and thick concrete walls with finest stucco. The air is cool and fresh and changed by the gentle ocean breeze. The doors are heavy, aromatic woods of zanzibari design, affixed with robust brass handles and sturdy locks. The house is noticebly void of clocks, which would serve no utility here. The beach is virgin white and lapped by the azured lullaby waves. There, Jon and I can usually be found drinking Amarula on ice, sunning in the heat for days on end. I pinch Jon frequently: our guests frequently mistake this for not-so-innocent flirting. The reality is, I need to ensure I am not just a part of Jon's precious dreams. A reasonable concern in such an oceanfront Elysium paradise as this.

The first steps are completed:

1. Meet Jon
2. Finish School
3. Fuck work
4. Locate and move to Equatorial Ocean Paradise
5. Establish Connections and Networking schemes
6. Set forth plan for long term financial viability and paradise maintenance

There is only one step left
7. Successfully acquire "employment" as Foreign Service Officer

Which, with my charm, will be a cinch.

Jon, your action items are as follows:

1. Finish school
2. Move in with me

-jM

 

[Dirty Girl]

Originally posted by MoFo
They're either taken or bi-trendy.

Discuss.

My thoughts exactly!

 

[kate]

Sunny and John, I'm telling you. I'm housing the man of your dreams right here in my apartment, no joke.

ARGH, your stories sound so much like what he says to me, he is totally unflamboyant, totally going about his day to day life being non-promiscuous, having fun, and doing his thang. But he doesn't meet so many people becuase he can't deal with it, he thinks the too gay thing just gets a little annoying.

Anyway, there you have it, HES OUT THERE!

 

[SUNKIST]

LOL @ Jon and Sunny.

 

[Lysistrata]

All my gay boys bitch about dating. And all my gay boys bitch about gay men.

Then again, all the straight friends, as few as they are, bitch about dating too, when they're single. Just the gay boys bitch more, cause they tend to go through boys very quickly. So they'll be not single, or they'll have met someone they're all hopeful about, then two weeks later they'll be disillusioned, discouraged and bitching again.

I really think they're mostly just being idealistic and impractical. they fucking swoon when they meet someone, then are completely over them when a fault is exhibited--as if gay men should be above human failings.

Then again, there's bound to be more problems when you have a smaller dating pool. One of my friends is dating this guy right now who is staunchly non-monagamous, but my friend is naturally monogamous, so it hurts him. But in every other respect they're well suited. I don't know what to tell him.

 

[FunK_DoCta]

^^^

I think what you are referring too are faggots...not gay men. bitching for gay men is well founded and not queened out cuntiness.

Jeffsus...love the offer and I am well on my way to joining you. You forgot to add...Jon lazily yet efficiently tends to the health and welfare of the villagers as their local physician only asking for food and beer as payment for services rendered.

Lori, you are so mean!

 

[Lysistrata]

Originally posted by FunK_DoCta
^^^

I think what you are referring too are faggots...not gay men. bitching for gay men is well founded and not queened out cuntiness.

I was referring to my friends, was I not? If they're my friends I obviously respect them, and don't appreciate you slagging them like that.

They're not queeny and they're not cunty. They just have dating problems--as does everybody who isn't happy-in-love, right? Actually, the 'queeniest' of my friends--who is actually now more of a former friend cum acquaintance--is the one who's happy-in-love and domesticated to hell.

I will say this though: I can't really criticize gay-dating-issues, as I've certainly bitched about he dyke scene in this city enough. But that was before I was happy-in-love.

 

[tella]

hey..here's an idea:

why don't sunny and the funk docta go out together? hmmmmmm?

 

[FunK_DoCta]

I appologize fpor my rudeness...I meant no disrespect...what you have witnessed here is the irrationality of an angry fag.

 

[Lysistrata]

Originally posted by FunK_DoCta
I appologize fpor my rudeness...I meant no disrespect...what you have witnessed here is the irrationality of an angry fag.

So you disparage 'faggots' but refer to yourself as a 'fag': interesting...

Semantically, not so much psychologically.

Anyway, it sounds like we need to have a gay night out, kate can bring her boy, I'll bring my boys, evrybody can bring all the gay boys they know and maybe one or two of you will find a special someone.

(Wow, even typing 'special someone' makes me want to gag)

 

[Skipper]

Originally posted by MoFo
I want a skater dood. Who smokes. Who eats wings. And sucks his fingers after. And drinks beer. And is sweet to me. You know what I mean? Who doesn't feel the need to visit a bathhouse, wear tight pants or drinks Stella or something. I really like down to earth people and the gaybourhood is SO not the place to find one. There are but it's not easy to weed through the fags.

Heh...my boyfriend just moved in to 100 Wellesley, want his phone number?

(If not, I know another guy...who happens to be officially gay.)

 

[Lysistrata]

Originally posted by Skipper


Heh...my boyfriend just moved in to 100 Wellesley, want his phone number?

(If not, I know another guy...who happens to be officially gay.)

EXCACTLY--you know someone too!!! We need a tribe hook-up night.

tho, god knows, a lot of people may already know each other... the toronto gay community, much like the toronto rave community (and hte theatre community) is just not that big. One of my boys knows Sunny.

"It's a small world after aaaaaallll."

 

[Plato]

this has orgy written all over it :s

N30-p[l]a+0

 

[MoFo]

Originally posted by Jeffsus


Is this a slight?

I'll let it slide...

this time...

But the reality is, that I am meticulously calculating a scheme which will enable me and Jon to live in a Beach side villa, where we sip (guzzle?) cold beers and smoke cloved cigarettes. Out front is a gate, which is tall and of wrought iron, set between colonial white walls decorated in gargoyle's and red, clay tourretts. A small team of young, beautiful guard boys will work the gate, politely bidding entrance to our guests who come for monthly or biweekly events. Inside the walls is a lush garden attended again by our team of nubile serviceboys; coconut trees, lime, mangoes, cashew, and passionfruit vines perfume the air. The garden path leads to our veranda and patio, fully equipped with bar and, again, a nubile bartender. Inside are 18 foot ceilings, chandeliers, and marble floors, and thick concrete walls with finest stucco. The air is cool and fresh and changed by the gentle ocean breeze. The doors are heavy, aromatic woods of zanzibari design, affixed with robust brass handles and sturdy locks. The house is noticebly void of clocks, which would serve no utility here. The beach is virgin white and lapped by the azured lullaby waves. There, Jon and I can usually be found drinking Amarula on ice, sunning in the heat for days on end. I pinch Jon frequently: our guests frequently mistake this for not-so-innocent flirting. The reality is, I need to ensure I am not just a part of Jon's precious dreams. A reasonable concern in such an oceanfront Elysium paradise as this.

The first steps are completed:

1. Meet Jon
2. Finish School
3. Fuck work
4. Locate and move to Equatorial Ocean Paradise
5. Establish Connections and Networking schemes
6. Set forth plan for long term financial viability and paradise maintenance

There is only one step left
7. Successfully acquire "employment" as Foreign Service Officer

Which, with my charm, will be a cinch.

Jon, your action items are as follows:

1. Finish school
2. Move in with me

-jM

Where is my Jeff? Huh?
Where?

 

[MoFo]

Originally posted by Lysistrata


One of my boys knows Sunny.

"It's a small world after aaaaaallll."

WHO???

 

[MoFo]

Originally posted by Lysistrata



Anyway, it sounds like we need to have a gay night out, kate can bring her boy, I'll bring my boys, evrybody can bring all the gay boys they know and maybe one or two of you will find a special someone.

Exactly NOT how I want to meet someone. Ugh.

"We're all gay. Let's get together and hope for the best!"

 

[MoFo]

Originally posted by tella
hey..here's an idea:

why don't sunny and the funk docta go out together? hmmmmmm?

How do you know we haven't been together yet?

Like I said, Jon is a better-looking, MED-SCHOOL version of me. I couldn't deal with that. I'd always have to watch out for random ass-grabbers. Too stressful.

 

[SUNKIST]

Originally posted by FunK_DoCta
Lori, you are so mean!

why am i mean? i'm just as gay as you guys!!

jon-coming to the fab party wed? (I dont have your number anymore, either call me tmrw nite, or come to work tmrw)

 

[MoFo]

Originally posted by SUNKIST


why am i mean? i'm just as gay as you guys!!

You wish, sista.



Lori, I'm really sorry about tonight. I got really loaded after class and totally fucking fell asleep on the subway.. I didn't even finish my assignment that's due tomorrow..

Of course, coincidentally, I was out drinking (got off class early) with a really hairy-chested, HETERO, slow-talking blonde dude from my community arts class. I want to do dirty things to him even though he has a double chin and wears Gap cords.

Ooooh, I want him so bad.