Ask a Straight Guy

I love Doug, but he doesn't know everything. There are some questions only a cat fancier can answer, and that's what I'm here for. I'm not your boyfriend, I probably don't even really know you, so I've got no reason to lie. Does your ass look fat in those jeans? Is he just not that into you? I'll give you the honest answers.

I'll give it to you straight.

How can you kiss other men and still call yourself straight with a clear conscience?

Joshua wrote:How can you kiss other men and still call yourself straight with a clear conscience?

A combination of a hot girlfriend and an understanding of what it means to be totally stray. That, and I'm part French.

Joshua wrote:How can you kiss other men and still call yourself straight with a clear conscience?

And we open strong

:face palm: Sigh... why do I even bother?

Mnemosis wrote:I love Doug, but he doesn't know everything. There are some questions only a cat fancier can answer, and that's what I'm here for. I'm not your boyfriend, I probably don't even really know you, so I've got no reason to lie. Does your ass look fat in those jeans? Is he just not that into you? I'll give you the honest answers.

I'll give it to you straight.

That's an impossibility to give it "straight".....

What's an elevator called when it's going down?

And for the totally honest answer to Josh's question:

No offense intended to Chris, but the kiss had nothing to do with attraction. I was at the end of a long weekend with friends and riding a high I've never felt before in my life:

I have a gorgeous girlfriend who makes me happier than I ever knew I could be, and who has brought out feelings both physical and emotional that I wasn't aware I was capable of.

I have friends whose company I enjoy thoroughly, most of whom I'd finally gotten to meet for the first time. Again, sad though this may be, that's something new for me. I've never been that comfortable, that at home, with any group of people in my life.

I'm partner in a website that is taking off and making a name for itself, and the weekend was nothing but concentrated awesome as far as the site is concerned.

Every aspect of my life is better than it has ever been, and I've always been a pretty happy guy. I wanted to do something to get a reaction. I wanted to do something memorable, both for the group and myself. And I wanted to do something wild. That's why I told Tripper to take a picture. I wanted to, with that photo, sum up the camraderie and closeness that I'd felt for an entire weekend. I wanted anyone who saw it to know how amazing and intense the entire weekend had been. It was Chris's birthday, he's a germophobe, so I know he's clean... I said what the hell. I'll make my stand here.

My ONLY regret is not even considering that it might upset Kristin. For that, I can't apologize enough, but I'll keep trying, because she means the world to me.

So THAT is how I can kiss a man and still call myself straight. Now then, who's next?

Joshua wrote:What's an elevator called when it's going down?

Your mom!

Mnemosis wrote:Now then, who's next?

Lee. We all know you've done some things in private, but give us a picture!

Mnemosis wrote:And for the totally honest answer to Josh's question:

No offense intended to Chris, but the kiss had nothing to do with attraction. I was at the end of a long weekend with friends and riding a high I've never felt before in my life:

I have a gorgeous girlfriend who makes me happier than I ever knew I could be, and who has brought out feelings both physical and emotional that I wasn't aware I was capable of.

I have friends whose company I enjoy thoroughly, most of whom I'd finally gotten to meet for the first time. Again, sad though this may be, that's something new for me. I've never been that comfortable, that at home, with any group of people in my life.

I'm partner in a website that is taking off and making a name for itself, and the weekend was nothing but concentrated awesome as far as the site is concerned.

Every aspect of my life is better than it has ever been, and I've always been a pretty happy guy. I wanted to do something to get a reaction. I wanted to do something memorable, both for the group and myself. And I wanted to do something wild. That's why I told Tripper to take a picture. I wanted to, with that photo, sum up the camraderie and closeness that I'd felt for an entire weekend. I wanted anyone who saw it to know how amazing and intense the entire weekend had been. It was Chris's birthday, he's a germophobe, so I know he's clean... I said what the hell. I'll make my stand here.

My ONLY regret is not even considering that it might upset Kristin. For that, I can't apologize enough, but I'll keep trying, because she means the world to me.

So THAT is how I can kiss a man and still call myself straight. Now then, who's next?

What's the difference between Peanut Butter and Jam?

Mnemosis wrote:And for the totally honest answer to Josh's question:

No offense intended to Chris, but the kiss had nothing to do with attraction. I was at the end of a long weekend with friends and riding a high I've never felt before in my life:

I have a gorgeous girlfriend who makes me happier than I ever knew I could be, and who has brought out feelings both physical and emotional that I wasn't aware I was capable of.

I have friends whose company I enjoy thoroughly, most of whom I'd finally gotten to meet for the first time. Again, sad though this may be, that's something new for me. I've never been that comfortable, that at home, with any group of people in my life.

I'm partner in a website that is taking off and making a name for itself, and the weekend was nothing but concentrated awesome as far as the site is concerned.

Every aspect of my life is better than it has ever been, and I've always been a pretty happy guy. I wanted to do something to get a reaction. I wanted to do something memorable, both for the group and myself. And I wanted to do something wild. That's why I told Tripper to take a picture. I wanted to, with that photo, sum up the camraderie and closeness that I'd felt for an entire weekend. I wanted anyone who saw it to know how amazing and intense the entire weekend had been. It was Chris's birthday, he's a germophobe, so I know he's clean... I said what the hell. I'll make my stand here.

My ONLY regret is not even considering that it might upset Kristin. For that, I can't apologize enough, but I'll keep trying, because she means the world to me.

So THAT is how I can kiss a man and still call myself straight. Now then, who's next?

This is also the same reason I blew T-Bone.

krpykrwly wrote:
This is also the same reason I blew T-Bone.

Silent K wrote:What's the difference between Peanut Butter and Jam?

::something about salty nut butter::

krpykrwly wrote:

Mnemosis wrote:And for the totally honest answer to Josh's question:

No offense intended to Chris, but the kiss had nothing to do with attraction. I was at the end of a long weekend with friends and riding a high I've never felt before in my life:

I have a gorgeous girlfriend who makes me happier than I ever knew I could be, and who has brought out feelings both physical and emotional that I wasn't aware I was capable of.

I have friends whose company I enjoy thoroughly, most of whom I'd finally gotten to meet for the first time. Again, sad though this may be, that's something new for me. I've never been that comfortable, that at home, with any group of people in my life.

I'm partner in a website that is taking off and making a name for itself, and the weekend was nothing but concentrated awesome as far as the site is concerned.

Every aspect of my life is better than it has ever been, and I've always been a pretty happy guy. I wanted to do something to get a reaction. I wanted to do something memorable, both for the group and myself. And I wanted to do something wild. That's why I told Tripper to take a picture. I wanted to, with that photo, sum up the camraderie and closeness that I'd felt for an entire weekend. I wanted anyone who saw it to know how amazing and intense the entire weekend had been. It was Chris's birthday, he's a germophobe, so I know he's clean... I said what the hell. I'll make my stand here.

My ONLY regret is not even considering that it might upset Kristin. For that, I can't apologize enough, but I'll keep trying, because she means the world to me.

So THAT is how I can kiss a man and still call myself straight. Now then, who's next?

This is also the same reason I blew T-Bone.

Me too, but I couldn't find Tripper OR her camera to document it.

Mnemosis wrote:

Silent K wrote:What's the difference between Peanut Butter and Jam?

::something about salty nut butter::

You can't Peanut Butter your dick into a girl's ass.

I take no credit for this.

Silent K wrote:
You can't Peanut Butter your dick into a girl's ass.

Hey come on, why does it have to be a girl? Why can't it be a dude's ass?

Mnemosis wrote:And for the totally honest answer to Josh's question:

No offense intended to Chris, but the kiss had nothing to do with attraction. I was at the end of a long weekend with friends and riding a high I've never felt before in my life:

I have a gorgeous girlfriend who makes me happier than I ever knew I could be, and who has brought out feelings both physical and emotional that I wasn't aware I was capable of.

I have friends whose company I enjoy thoroughly, most of whom I'd finally gotten to meet for the first time. Again, sad though this may be, that's something new for me. I've never been that comfortable, that at home, with any group of people in my life.

I'm partner in a website that is taking off and making a name for itself, and the weekend was nothing but concentrated awesome as far as the site is concerned.

Every aspect of my life is better than it has ever been, and I've always been a pretty happy guy. I wanted to do something to get a reaction. I wanted to do something memorable, both for the group and myself. And I wanted to do something wild. That's why I told Tripper to take a picture. I wanted to, with that photo, sum up the camraderie and closeness that I'd felt for an entire weekend. I wanted anyone who saw it to know how amazing and intense the entire weekend had been. It was Chris's birthday, he's a germophobe, so I know he's clean... I said what the hell. I'll make my stand here.

My ONLY regret is not even considering that it might upset Kristin. For that, I can't apologize enough, but I'll keep trying, because she means the world to me.

So THAT is how I can kiss a man and still call myself straight. Now then, who's next?

Well said.

Silent K wrote:

Mnemosis wrote:

Silent K wrote:What's the difference between Peanut Butter and Jam?

::something about salty nut butter::

You can't Peanut Butter your dick into a girl's ass.

Then you're not doing it right. You need to be using creamy.

Hey, Mnemosis. Can I have sex with a guy and be straight if I play it off as if I was trying to be funny and was in a really happy mood?

BlueMaxx wrote:Hey, Mnemosis. Can I have sex with a guy and be straight if I play it off as if I was trying to be funny and was in a really happy mood?

No, but you can go fuck yourself and it won't count against you.

Mnemosis wrote:
No, but you can go fuck yourself and it won't count against you.

Whoa! You know likey joke?

I've kissed my best friend on the mouth two times. And I'm so not gay. (unless he is. Why did he say he is? Could it finally happen?)

BlueMaxx wrote:

Mnemosis wrote:
No, but you can go fuck yourself and it won't count against you.

Whoa! You know likey joke?

Dude... just bustin' balls. Smiley immunity!

Thundermatts wrote:I've kissed my best friend on the mouth two times. And I'm so not gay. (unless he is. Why did he say he is? Could it finally happen?)

No, he didn't. But yes, it could.