She-ra and I went to KFC downstairs the other day to buy some chocolate mousse as we both had a sudden serious craving for it.
In front of the fast food shop, there was this guy smoking and brooding all by himself.
He looked delectably yummy. He was tall, mestizo, and had a short goatee. Ang sarap niya, I swear. I could feel my bakla-mode turning itself on.
My brain told me: Buquir! Wag kang magpapacute! Mahiya ka sa sarili mo!
Pero sabi naman ng balls ko: Helloooooo!!! Wagi ever ang fez ng lolo mo! Go na girl! Gogo Sandwich!
But before I could even decide on anything, She-ra beat me to it.
He left my side, went straight to the guy, and talked with him. I casually stood a few feet away from them, not looking but trying my very best to eavesdrop.
However, a few seconds after, She-ra went back to me, a sad smile on his face, and whispered, "Hinihintay daw niya girlfriend niya."
Hay. Talo talaga ng keps ang bakla sa mundo ng mga straight... mabuti pa ang chocolate mousse, lagi na lang nandiyan. Ready magpatikim at magpakain.