Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The Trouble With Fag Hags

The thing about having a fag hag is that you want her to come with you to the party because you're besties, and besides, you don't want to walk in alone. But then it's impossible to lose her later in the night when you're ready to do some poppers and score with some dudes. She's like a barnacle that's secretly in love with you.

5 comments:

Laura Jane said...

Cruel, but truthful!

matt said...

So true.

I think what is pictured here is the dance of the North American fruit fly.

Miss Fruitfly said...

This guy didn't follow protocol: You're supposed to buy us drinks before you ditch us, lots of drinks.

fakereality. said...

that's the most honest thing I have ever heard.

Anonymous said...

spot on