
...or "How I Went To See The Ultimate Chick-Flick With Six Gay Men And Six Straight Women And Managed To Stay Sane"


Believe me it was tough. But I was a trooper. A Sooper-Trooper. The company was what made the difference. The movie was funny enough and I got the jokes. I like the show...But 2.5 hours really taxxed the hetero wiring.
The audience was a "Sea of Vaginas" as Riley put it. Vaginas really weird Gay men out. I said that if any "rogue wave" should occur during the screening, that the boys should just stand back and let me handle it.
I know...I'm REALLY brave!
h.e.