We’ve already covered the scenario of realizing your friends are a soul-sucking pack of mean gays, but here’s an every-so-slight variation: when your friends are actually gay bitches.
Look, we’ve been there — it’s nice to get invited to the party. But sometimes you show up to the party and the general chatter makes you want to vomit even more than the flavored vodka in the freezer.
Michael Henry was just trying to take a nice walk, when…
OK, but the green Lacoste polo was a pretty decent giveaway.