Cody sent me a song, telling me to listen to it immediately. “Reynolds sings it,” she said, referring to her teenage-heart throb cousin. “It’s the gayest song ever.”
I promised I would listen, and never did.
A couple of months later, Wendy was playing videos on my computer. “Do you know the Gay Pimp?” she asked. I didn’t, so she clued me in to Jonny McGovern.
I later shared it with Cody. “You idiot,” she said. “That’s the song I wanted you to hear!”
It takes the efforts of several women to make me as gay as I am.
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