You got to hit the enter key from time to time and break up them thoughts, bro.

I have been hit on a couple times by the gays.

Once when I was working winterizing pools. We knocked on the door to tell the owner we were there and would be getting to work. Obvious effeminate gay dude. 5 minutes later he's outside watching us work and starts chatting me up. I about shit my pants when he asked me about the community college I was going to.

Turns out he has a desk next to the psych professor I had the semester before, and recognized me from one day I dropped something off at her desk. If he remembered me from that fleeting moment, he surely jacked to thoughts of me. He followed me around like a puppy, even when it started raining. Dude I was working with laughed at me, but he wasn't laughing when we got a fat tip. I told him I'd split it 50/50 with him, even though I was the one who earned it.

Another time a gay waiter was flirting with me at IHOP, right in front of my ex. I played along, and played it up to see if I could make her jealous. Not so much, but she did get pissed when we got in the car to leave and I told her, "Ya see. You may be hot, but if you ever leave me, I have options."

At the antique shop I worked for, I made a gay squeal while muscling around some furniture. I spun a wardrobe around, leaned back to get its legs off the ground and put it on the truck. Halfway through, the dude squealed, said "Oh my god, you're an animal." then wouldn't leave me alone for 5-10minutes.

I don't care if gays look, but if they touch, I'd punch em in the throat.