Well, I was in the mall once with my brother and a group of guys walked by and said as loud as they could "How does it feel to be gay, fudgepacker?" You know the group. The ones where there's a jock (A&F type), a kind of nerdy I don't really fit in kind of guy and two or three hangers on. And I know in the right place, right time, they'd all want to find out.
Imagine the complete and total loss of blood in my body at that moment. I wanted to die. I should've said something smartass, which is typically what I do. Instead, I just shook my head and we went on our way, but talk about an awkward moment for me and my brother. It totally ruined the entire day. I wanted to do nothing else but go home alone and lay in the bed.
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