I got a call from Maurizio (formerly Joe) today. “Rich, come have dinner with me and Stuart. We’re going to Postiro”
I do not need to be asked twice to dine at Postrio “I’m there” I replied quickly. “What’s the occasion?” I asked.
“I’m in love, I don’t need an occasion. Oh, and can you meet me early at Brooks Brothers on Post street?”
“Brooks Brothers? Why?”
“Stuart is a very MBA button down type, I need some new clothes. I don’t have anything ‘Brooks Brothers’-ish. Is that a word?”
“OK, now you’re starting to sound gay”
“Oh, Shut up. I’m going to get some new clothes, which my partner will find attractive, so I will get more sex. It’s pretty simple. It’s not like is an engagement ring or anything.”
“Can you get married now? Damn shame about that prop-8. What time should we meet?”
“Dinner’s at 8. I’ll be at Brooks Brothers at about 6 – you can meet me there.”
“A little guy talk before dinner?”
“Yeah, man stuff” he said in an extra deep voice “Football and pussies.”
We laughed.
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“Yeah, man stuff” he said in an extra deep voice “Football and pussies.”
Thank you so much for that. I needed the laugh! :D
Decker, Its true, Maurizio thinks that when straight men talk among themselves they only talk about football and pussies.
how narrow minded - we talk about beer and tits, too. (.)(.)
Anon, Cute ASCII art. And yeah, you're right - we do talk about those too. I've tried to open his mind - show him that straight people are just like regular folks. With time and perseverance we'll end this prejudice.
I swear, straight men only think about sports and women.
Not a prejudice - just an observation.
Man stuff! Like scratching and spitting and spangles 'n' stuff...
(OK, that last one may depend on the man...)
;)
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