It was a Sunday afternoon and i was walking my dog, Bruce. A lot of trees bordered the sidewalk so it explained the countless centipede's crawling everywhere. There were times when they would fall from the trees above. I didn't really care about the centipedes since the beginning. If they ever landed on me i would simply just flick them away. ANYWAYS....
I saw this fat gay walking towards my direction. He was wearing some white nurse outfit and he swayed his hips as he "strutted". And then i saw him stop suddenly and started stomping at the ground like a mad man. He reminded me of Jeremy. PEACE DUDE. Right away i knew that he was trying to kill the centipedes.
To clear things up, my point in this blog is that my mind had a hard time to process the sight of an ultra gay stomp at the ground like a maniac. I wanted to believe that he looked masculine, but no. He also didn't look THAT gay at that moment. He just looked like a maniac. Nuf said.......
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