Normally I sleep like a junkie during my morning subway commute - but today I sat across from THIS gentleman. Who kept me QUITE awake, thankyouverymuch.
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| "Is that fat guy taking my picture??" |
At first I thought Subway Papi - who was enthusiastically discussing some floor-plans/architectural drawings with his female companion - might be "family". But two things happened which absolutely confirmed his heterosexuality:
- He kissed his girlfriend in the middle of their conversation - and not in the "Hey Girlfriend, can't wait to see you at Brunch on Sunday!" kind of way. This was the "Hey Baby, can't wait to get you home and lay the SMACKDOWN on you" sort of kiss. Lucky Beeyotch.
- Also, Papi talked incessantly about all the "frosted glass" he planned on putting in the apartment/house they were discussing. And everyone knows that no self-respecting Gay would ever use frosted glass for anything other than a shower enclosure. EVER.
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