People who say such things are generally dying to reveal all. If you do resist temptation and keep mum, I’ll take my hat off to you, and buy you a Mars Bar.
And no, Bradley, I am clearly not a gay. As Bohéy has demonstrated we have a big love and all manner of passions and things and chocolates and picnics and whatever else it is the straights do these days.
Oh no, darling! You mustn’t tell them about us. They’ll all be jealous of the joy we have found in each other’s arms. Sigh.
Comment by bohémienne — 20 November, 2007, 4:21 am
Oh. A different secret?
Comment by bohémienne — 20 November, 2007, 4:22 am
You’re gay, aren’t you?
Comment by Brad — 20 November, 2007, 8:46 am
People who say such things are generally dying to reveal all. If you do resist temptation and keep mum, I’ll take my hat off to you, and buy you a Mars Bar.
Comment by drodbar — 20 November, 2007, 7:41 pm
Dying? I’m practically reincarnating to spill.
And no, Bradley, I am clearly not a gay. As Bohéy has demonstrated we have a big love and all manner of passions and things and chocolates and picnics and whatever else it is the straights do these days.
Comment by Ben — 20 November, 2007, 7:50 pm
Tease!
Comment by Marcia — 21 November, 2007, 3:43 am
Are you me? Pretty good reveal if you were. OE.
Comment by overnighteditor — 22 November, 2007, 2:50 am
You scrunch, not fold?
Comment by Lillipilli — 22 November, 2007, 8:10 pm
You amateurs. Clearly it’s a book deal in the final stages of negotiation.
Comment by Ani — 23 November, 2007, 10:42 am
Yes, darling, chocolates. That’s what the straights like you and I do. Chocolates. That’s correct. Well done.
Comment by Bohéy — 25 November, 2007, 1:23 am
You’ve stolen my job in the doughnut factory?
I do hope so.
Please.
Comment by An Unreliable Witness — 25 November, 2007, 5:14 pm
GODDAM IT, IT’S A SECRET.
Comment by Ben — 30 November, 2007, 3:26 pm