This weekend, I realized why I don’t go out places where straight people (especially men) gather. Especially when I’m on a date with a hot girl.
First of all, everyone that is my anti-type gathers at straight bars/clubs (seriously, any bar with a punching bag in the middle that gives you a numerical value regarding how hard you can hit the bag is asking for douchebags). And then, they are ignorant and I end up out with my girlfriend and being asked stupid questions like, “Why do you like girls?”
To which I, of course, reply, “Well, why do you like girls?”
Their answer always involves the wonderous qualities of the vagina and I get to reply, “And that’s why I like girls, too.” Somehow, this always baffles them.
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
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Certainly makes sense to me!