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| Plan B... |
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| I call up Simone and ask her to come out and have a drink with me. |
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| When I have her meet me in front of the girl bar, she tells me she's never been to this bar before. She's straight. |
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| "Do you think they'll have the basketball game on a wide screen tv in there?" She's gay. |
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| As she comes in she notices there are only women in the bar. "Oh, is this a bar for femmes only?" |
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| "Femmes, butches, they get all kinds!" "Ah, oui, I understand. Let's dance." Huh, what just happened? |
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| Over a game of pool I ask her if the French are all good kissers. |
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| She finds me juvenile and tiresome. She's straight or she just hates me. |
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I'm still going on about it and clearly she's moved on to the next thing. |
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| She tells me she thought she saw someone who looked just like me parked in front of her house for hours the other day, smoking cigarettes and drinking big gulps and eating fritos. |
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| "Isn't that funny?! I can't imagine who that could be." |
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| She says she'd like to take me to the movies next week. She's gay. |
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| Ohmigod, I love her. |
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| "This food reminds me of airplane food." She's straight. Somehow, I don't think she's as into me as I'm into her. |
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| So after a whole day with her and taking her to the girl bar, I still don't even know if she's gay. I just come out and ask her. |
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| "I don't like labels." |
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| Then she gets up and makes a run for the femme's room. |
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| "Ah, oui, you're leaving too? I'll call you later." She's being very easy, breezy, beautiful and I cannot figure her out! |
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| That's better. |
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Uh huh. I think she has a little crush on me. Will Moo and Simone end up together? Is she gay? |
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