Fruit Flies

because we are the men who actually talk and listen to women

Fraus are just yapping holes to straight guys and so we're left to deal with them, just like back in the Stone Age where they'd leave for a hunt and the proto-fags would stay behind in the caves and listen to their women grunt on and on about their painful periods. So it's an evolutionary thing that's persisted to this day, basically.

“because we are the men who actually talk and listen to women”

because we are the men who pretend to actually talk and listen to women while we look past and around them at the bar for hot guys to fuck our mussys.

I clicked on this thread, expecting something else entirely.

My problem are straight women who want me to be their gay best friend and treats me like a girlfriend they can dish the dirt with regarding fashion, the latest gossip and expects me to participate in these mindless discussions about our feelings. Sorry sweetheart, you got the wrong girl. I have no interest in being Will to your Grace, or Stanford to your Carrie. I'll admit I like musical theater better than professional sports, but beyond that, I'm more of a guy's guy who likes men. Treat me like a man ladies, or we're not gonna be friends.

Are they the ones who converted gay bars into Rupaul's Drag Race viewing venues?

My Fat Daughter loved “her gays” (her term) until she met her fat husband. Then she discarded them like the 15 Jumbo Jack wrappers she throws out of her car when she’s finished lunch.

“The gays” got their revenge when she needed a hairstylist at The View.

I do miss My Fat Daughter’s gay friends, she would listen to them when they would tell her that she was really a size 26, not a size 20.

Your husband sucked cocks in Vietnam. Cunt R7

I'm sick of straight women zeroing in on me to turn me into "their gay." I'm not interested in their lives, their values, their problems and their pussy odor. Shows like Will & Grace and SatC have created monsters, neurotic-as-shit women huntong for handsome men they can turn into their girlfriends. No thank you.

“neurotic-as-shit women huntong for handsome men they can turn into their girlfriends.”

You won’t find any here!

My first boyfriend had two of these women friends. One was even his girlfriend before he came out. She eased off when she got another real boyfriend but the second girl one was a perennial old maid with no man. She only let go when she died of cancer. But by that time I had moved on.

“My first boyfriend had two of these women friends ….. the second girl one was a perennial old maid with no man. She only let go when she died of cancer.”

So she stayed his friend until she died? So she was a friend until the end? Was this bad of her?