Gay men are so dramatic. They always embellish shyt, they can't help themselves.
Last month we had some heavy rain for a few days. Gay dude at work was talking about wading through water up to his chest, swimming after his car after it got carried away. Talking about climbing the nearest tree like mfing zaboomafoo
And the girl he was talking to kept saying, "Whaaat???no way!! Where was this???"
And he kept saying, "i swear on my momma i was swimming through the trees"
We live in fukkin tx, who gonna believe a word of this??
sounds like soulja boy on the breakfast club