A Night In The Closet

[Royal Flush]

Dana can you ask the gay-basher if he is still coming to Brighton this week........there may be a mob waiting for him

[danafish]

I don't think he's coming down to Brighton, so you can tell them to put their pitchforks away.

And actually I take back all the nice things I said in my last post since Smoopy said that women are rubbish at everything.

[Royal Flush]

I don't think he's coming down to Brighton, so you can tell them to put their pitchforks away.

And actually I take back all the nice things I said in my last post since Smoopy said that women are rubbish at everything.

What about Jen, will she be gracing Brighton with her presence? I could just ask her of course but i am lazy.

[danafish]

She says maybe, depending on how she feels tomorrow.

Tim can't make it.

[Royal Flush]

She says maybe, depending on how she feels tomorrow.

Tim can't make it.

Tiny Tim or Big Tim?

[danafish]

Transvestite Tim

[brummieboy]

Going to one of the biggest Gay clubs for the first time would make most straight men feel uncomfortable and it doesn't mean your predajice.
Unless there is more of a underlying issue here, perhaps it stirred some feelings within you that you didn't like, a side of you that you've been keeping locked away.
Purchasing those pink trainers may be you subconsciously trying to introduce this side of your personality and going to the gay club was the next step.
All I can say is don't fight it snoopy, just let out the real you.
I know the manager of the Barley Mow, if you like I'll have a word with him and have him put on a special night for you next time your back in Solihull.

[I KNOW IT]

[AndrewT]

So, in essence, Snoopy went along with some friends to a place he wouldn't normally go to, because he didn't think it was his kind of thing. As it turned out, it wasn't, and he didn't have a good time, so he left.

There really is nothing to see here.

In my younger days I used to get dragged round Topshop and Miss Selfridge on a Saturday afternoon. I'd have much rather been in Dixons and got a bit bored, but I didn't feel guilty about not being able to fully embrace the experience and lifestyle of being a young woman. I didn't feel the need to state to people 'I don't hate young women - I'm not a misogynist'.

[Rod Paradise]

Snoops, no need for the soul-searching mate, you were thrown into an unfamiliar environment & got a bit freaked, that doesn't make you a bad guy.

The first time I was taken into a gay bar (at a leaving do for my mate & his missus), I was taken into this new club, which was in a basement in Liverpool.

• Walls made to look like it was a cave, but painted pink (didn't suspect a thing),  
• Baskets on the bar which I thought contained munchies - contained extra strength condoms (still didn't suspect a thing),
• Barman in leather trousers, vest and leather waistcoat, (is it fancy dress in here?),
• Everyone else in couples, all same sex (Nope, still not got it - What can I say I was a wee innocent country boy),
• Sitting at the table & continuing talking about football with a guy from the group I'd not met... he's drinking a can of lager labeled GP. When asked he said it was Gay Pride - the penny dropped.

I started feeling rather uncomfortable, couldn't settle and left about 3/4 of an hour later (only having stayed because I refused to show how spooked I was - everybody of course knew how spooked I was).

I did the whole soul searching, am I a bigot thing, but since then I've been fine in the company of gay people & have gone to clubs with gay and straight mates & not had a problem (too ugly for gay men I think). I just freaked in a situation I wasn't expecting and wasn't prepared for.

[boldie]

Snoops you're being way too hard on yourself.

I hate camp people. I just dislike the living crap out of them.
In the same way I hate loud people or people who always jump up and down and are screaming for attention.
I also dislike gay comedians who tell nothing but "I like C*ck" jokes (Graham Norton is a prime example of this) and think everybody is soo shocked because they are gay.

This doesn't mean I hate gay people....It just means I don't like certain people. I don't like the gay stereo-type which, for some reason which is beyond my comprehension, quite a few gay people in the UK seem to adhere to.
In Holland being gay is not a big deal. (you haven't been to a dodgy pub untill you've been to the Cockring in the warmoesstraat) I don't care who sleeps with who. I think gay guys making out out in the pub is just as unnecesary as a straight couple doing it. I have the same problems with overtly camp "Oh, Im just love to shock people by acting outraguous" men as I have with the "I sleep with 25 women a week, look at me I'm a  stud" straight guy. I think they're both prats.

I also dislike loud music and Kylie and don't particularly enjoy seeing a man wearing spandex or leather.
To be honest, I also don't think most women should wear spandex or leather...though some should

This all doesn't make me a homophobe, a mysanthropist maybe but not a homophobe.

[Rod Paradise]

 

2 Good posts in a row Boldie. What are you on?  (or not on?)

[boldie]

2 Good posts in a row Boldie. What are you on?  (or not on?)

my stash ran out...I'm all sober

[NoflopsHomer]

Snoops, no need for the soul-searching mate, you were thrown into an unfamiliar environment & got a bit freaked, that doesn't make you a bad guy.

The first time I was taken into a gay bar (at a leaving do for my mate & his missus), I was taken into this new club, which was in a basement in Liverpool.

• Walls made to look like it was a cave, but painted pink (didn't suspect a thing), 
• Baskets on the bar which I thought contained munchies - contained extra strength condoms (still didn't suspect a thing),
• Barman in leather trousers, vest and leather waistcoat, (is it fancy dress in here?),
• Everyone else in couples, all same sex (Nope, still not got it - What can I say I was a wee innocent country boy),
• Sitting at the table & continuing talking about football with a guy from the group I'd not met... he's drinking a can of lager labeled GP. When asked he said it was Gay Pride - the penny dropped.

I started feeling rather uncomfortable, couldn't settle and left about 3/4 of an hour later (only having stayed because I refused to show how spooked I was - everybody of course knew how spooked I was).

I did the whole soul searching, am I a bigot thing, but since then I've been fine in the company of gay people & have gone to clubs with gay and straight mates & not had a problem (too ugly for gay men I think). I just freaked in a situation I wasn't expecting and wasn't prepared for.

Did you do the whole Jason Lee suddenly twigging thing from Chasing Amy?

[kinboshi]

I had a similar experience when I live out in Japan.  We were looking for a club to go to in Tokyo, and we were recommended a place that I forget the name now.  Wasn't really up for clubbing it, bit tired, but went with the group

Anyway, when we get there, we discover it's gay night.  I've got no problem with that, although I do have a problem paying £30 to get into a club (Tokyo isn't cheap).  Anyway, we go in - and it's a shocker.  Not the fact it's gay night, just that it's not quite the same as a club over here - although it's trying to be.  The music was bad - not Kylie and Abba bad, just very bad.  In clubs in Japan, people don't dance in groups with friends either, they all face the which is a bit weird.  Drinks were ridiculously expensive, and it was just pretty crap all round. 

Probably because I wasn't up for it in the first place, and was pretty knackered, I went and found a seat to chill out rather than get into the swing of things.  One of the blokes in our group was gay (and American), and he decided that because I wasn't the life and soul of the party, that I must be homophobic - and couldn't 'handle' being in a gay club.  I wouldn't mind, but he was a complete prick anyway who himself said that clubs weren't his thing and that he'd just tagged along with everyone else to be sociable (pretty much as I had).  This ended in a bit of a heated argument, but at least it made the night a bit more interesting.

I left soon after and went back to the hotel.  I wasn't (and I'm still not) homophobic.  However, that night I felt 'out of things' due to a number of factors, and it being a gay night probably didn't help.  Before and since then, I've been to some cracking gay clubs or gay nights, where I've had a great time.  The weirdest thing is trying to decline people's advances - when you tell a woman you're married and so therefore not interested - the message is usually received and understood. When a bloke chats you up, telling him you're married doesn't seem to help, in fact it can be seen as encouragement! Showing them your ring isn't going to help either...

Talking of great nights out - Garlands in Liverpool is a good laugh, although you see some interesting sights there!