Folks, I've been straight for seventeen days... Not all in a row.
If I get married again, I want a guy there with a drum to do rimshots during the vows.
What happened? Satan was busy?
So many people counted on me to be the party, I had to move far enough away that they wouldn't want to drive there.
How does a guy look at another guy's hairy ass, and find love?
AIDS is a horrible disease, and the people who catch it deserve compassion.