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My mother made me go into a gay cafe for breakfast to prove that gays don't harrass straight guys( I used to be homo-phobic), and the chef came out and asked if my meat was good. It wouldn't have been bad, but he didn't ask anyone else, so I said fuck this and walked out. Oh and it's called hobo cafe so if you're ever at Salisbury beach don't go there they're gay and there food sucks as much dick as they do.
My grand mother owns a local gay bar, it's called the Lions Den. She's straight but makes bank off drag night!!!
When my cousin got married the reception was there, at the time I did not know it was a gay bar so every time I walked outside to have a smoke I couldn't figure out why people were lookin at me so funny!!!