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Gay bois together 5 ever
2014/03/18 
It's time now for another rousing story time. This story comes to you from last year at Anthrocon 2016 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Hometown of my good friend 
🎵 So what had happened was, it was Saturday at the convention. I had been kidnapped several times by several people all throughout the convention because that's just happens to me and numerous other at these things apparently. For most of the con, I found myself around
most frequently. 🎵 Anyways, I was waiting on my friends to get ready for whatever that night. So I stopped at the local watering hole for homos. I don't call the name, no I wasn't drunk. But it was right next to Tonic. I stopped in and sat next to an older guy. Like, much older than me. Retirement age. It was the first open seat I had seen. I ordered a Jack and Coke, one my personal favorites. <3
🌮 I finished my drink, and the older guy commenced small chat. I politely engaged him. Shortly, a really tall older guy came up to me saying that I had taken his seat even though there was no indication of that seat being utilized (glasses, personal belongings). At first he was a bit hostile, he had to be 6 foot 3. I talked to him like any Southerner would. With "sir" this and "sir" that. Musta confused him or something but he got real polite afterwards and was asking where I was from. I politely informed him that I hail from Georgia. Where politeness is beaten into us. xD He warmed up to me as the other gentleman had. And apologized. But I was weary of the tall man. I was actually hoping that I could talk my way out of it instead of making an attempt at dropping his ass in front of everyone. I don't think that would go over well with locals. I fight dirty. If there is such a thing.
🌮 I went back to my conversation. Come to find out the first gentleman was a retired school teacher and current choir director for his church. Or that is what he had told me. Saying that some of the females in his choir wanted to do their own thing. I told him that you have to exude your authority. He went and bought me a shot of Jack Daniel's 💙 and a shot of Fireball. Fun fact, the Army loves loves loves whiskey and I am no exception. (Subliminal message to y'all: buy me whiskey or tacos) As I was still waiting on my compadres to ready themselves, I figured it was time to make myself scarce and explore more of Pittsburgh. Because that's what I like to do.
🥔 By the time had come to excuse myself, my partner in conversation wanted a parting gift to remember me by. I had begun to search my pockets for a small memento. I figured I could part with something. He puts his hand on my rest and leans in and says, "no, no, no. What I mean is your underwear." Now, I always wear nice undies, as exhibited in the art I am depicted in. Yes those are my real underwear I own. ^_^ I didn't wanna part with that. I had to think quickly. I came up with a simple answer and one that gave him a look of excitement to the point he looked like Red Fox from Sanford and Son feigning a heart attack. I told him politely, "I'm not wearing any underwear right now." The look on this guy's face was priceless!
🥔 It was definitely one of the funny things that happened while I was in Pittsburgh for Anthrocon 2016. After that I bid my farewell and since my friends had not been ready yet, I made my short walk to Tonic for another drink.
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~sandmancsg
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Shhhhh....No tears, only dreams.
