'You don't look gay!'
I've batted for both sides. Decided that I was more gay than bi rather late in the day.

On the odd occasion I have found it necessary to 'out' myself. Either to fend off flattering but futile advances from misguided female admirers or more often to shut up some loudmouth ranting about queers.

Invariably I am told that I don't look or sound queer, so I am not 'one of the ones' complained about.

But on reflection, the camp guys - the mincing queens - can't help being how they are or what they are, any more than I can, or anyone can be blamed for their colour. It's how they are, boys and girls. Get used to it. They don't bite - unless you want them to!
(reinvented, Sat 3 Apr 2010, 8:24, 2 replies)

Well done you mate!
Just last week when someone asked if I lived with a girl, I told him no, I'm gay and he shook my hand and congratulated me.

What the fuck are you congratulating me for?
(Eeevil You are losers, Sat 3 Apr 2010, 12:24, closed)

He may have just come out of a crappily-ended relationship
and was misguidedly congratulating you on avoiding lady drama. Even though it's really people drama, and blokes do it as well.
( Fronds are waving gently on, Sun 4 Apr 2010, 10:59, closed)

Except as I've already detailed in another post
the times I've been condemned for my sexuality (bi) have invariably been by totally gay people. And (three times it has happened) they have been twice incredibly camp men, and once a very butch lesbian. I do know lots of lovely camp men thankfully, but it is still true that there are people who cannot give it a bloody rest. They bring their sexuality into everything- the tutorial, the dining hall, they define themselves solely by it
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Sat 3 Apr 2010, 12:24, closed)