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Originally Posted by mredskins
this is a horrible story but its burned into my mind i will share it here since we really don't know each other
in my old hood i was pretty good friends with my next door neighbor and our families were close. The husband was nice guy kind of funny very metrosexual guy. the families were close enough that they stop in uninvited and sometimes we just walk right into there homes.
One Sunday we had planned to watch football together and had made the plans the night before. So i head over on sunday and figure the guy is in the basement where we normally watch. You have to walk down this long hallway to get to the TV room, the TV faces you as you enter the room and the sectional couch is facing the TV. I walk in and the screen is frozen/paused on Jimmie G's face during warm ups or whatever its like 12:45. I keep walking and look down on the coach and my neighbor buddy has head phones on staring dead eye at the TV and just lets say spanking the monkey like it stole something from him. I didn't say a fucking word turned on my heel and just walked right back out.
I didn't hear from the guy all day; I am assuming he forgot our plans that day to watch football. I never brought it up and honestly really never hung out with him much afterwards. I really have no problem with him being gay; its just seeing another man as a heterosexual male spanking his monkey its hard to ever see him in a different light.
His family end up moving out of state and last I heard he had gotten a divorce.
I have never even told my wife that story.
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That could have been really awkward had he seen u.
This thread is officially off the rails