Richard slapped my claws away from his arm and marched out into the traffic. I screamed. He said, you just push your fear on to others, jelly fish, sharks, roaches, on coming traffic. He said the way you scream makes me want to find roaches. I told him I didnt really feel that he was entirely gay and we had a chat about a kind of sliding scale of gayness. He said someone has made a chart about it. He is definately at the straight edge of gay.
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