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Did you miss me? I apologize for leaving you high and dry there but Gay Dude was too busy caring about himself to care about other people’s problems. Just kidding! Not kidding. To make it up to you though, I’m going to give you a supersize edition of Dear Gay Dude by answering a handful of your questions instead of just one.
I am drinking, looking around, waiting. I don’t do much approaching, rather I will perch and play scrabble on my phone – waiting for a hot, cute, average, gross, or breathing dude to chat me up. I have a few moves up my sleeve. Like asking someone to light my cigarette. Or freakishly lighting someone’s cigarette who doesn’t even know I’m standing behind them.
Someone would cry, someone would be put in a headlock, some nights I’d be the only one in the car bawling my eyes out to Bruce Springsteen and thinking about the time I wandered off with a stranger at the grocery store because the wore the same brand of stone washed jeans my father did.