“ I mean you’re a guy. If you don’t work out then you shouldn’t show your face in public. ”
— Last night, eavesdropping on a very noisy lady who was complaining about her boyfriend at an outdoor table in front of a place called Blush Wine Bar, I was reminded that gay people aren’t the only horrible people. Other complaints included the fact that he dressed like a lumberjack and that he went to visit his elderly grandmother once a week.