So, tonight I went to my lesbians for dinner. I showed up in my pajamas and the night just got classier from there. My one lesbian started talking about her vagina. And the fact that she was not lactating. In our dinner. While she was making it. The other lesbian tryied to make her tone it down. It did not work. Then during dessert, they tried to serve me chocolate syrup on my ice cream that was 8 years expired. 8 years. What kind of lesbians have chocolate syrup in the refrigerator for over 8 years? I am starting to question what lesbians are all about.
I think I should try look for gay male friends. Oh wait I’ve already tried that… They always try to f*ck me.