There’s this big fat lesbian I know from back when I was trying to be a club kid [over half a decade ago] that I know for a fact hates me because many gays have confirmed that she is fully aware of my disdain for big fat lesbians.

It’s funny that she’s so fucking fake and phony ‘cause whenever I run into her I make idle chit-chat, knowing my very presence annoys her. She’ll smile, clench her yellow teeth and I’ll know how envious she is of my big manly penis.

I just saw her at the grocery store in my ‘hood and immediately went on and on, asking how she was doing, if there was anyone special in her life, etc. As one would imagine, her life was about as exciting as a bowl of cold oatmeal.

It cracks me the fuck up to know that some people just can’t say, “I don’t fucking like you; get the fuck away from me and don’t ever talk to me again.” I say that shit all the fucking time.