here's one:
about 2 years ago, when i was working a terribly underpaid weirdo job for the N.Y.S. dept of motor vehicles - i became fairly good friends with this young man named Mike. Mike looked a LOT like a cross between the singer of Depeche Mode and Toby. Mike was/is gay.
i don't hang out with him anymore because he made me feel uncomfortable. we had coffee every wednesday night for the better part of an 8 month span. towards the end he began to behave in an irresponsible manner when i mentioned dealings with women, and started to brush his leg and knees against mine with regularity. Mike all gone now.
on one occasion, he wanted me to meet his lesbian friend from Buffalo. as i am always interested in matters of biology, an impromptu saturday meeting was arranged at the coffeehaus. and i should have known. it was common knowledge that they were going out drinking immediately following this encounter.
so they both walk into the establishment... actually, they strut into the place with BRAND NEW, CRINKLY, SHINY, and MATCHING leather pants. and i have to spend and hour with them. and the sound of leather knee brushing against old jeans is not pretty.
also, the lesbian accomplice looked like a 25 year old betty white.
also, mike's boyfriend was named michael, he was convinced i was gay, and, as it turned out, is my fifth cousin.
sorry.