An amusing story. Propositioned by a gay pervert. (2032 hits)
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Submitted by Grin (View user info) at 2005-02-19 15:54:24 EST
In July, I moved out of my parents' house having scraped enough lucre together to afford my own place (or at least a room in a boarding house run by a racist/bigoted/asshole hippy...but that's another rant on its own. And I've since moved into my own place.) and moved from the podunk town I was living in for two years to the city of Halifax.
Halifax is a very nice city. Small, but with enough things to do and nightlife to keep me interested. And loads better than the hick town I moved from. One evening, I went out to sample the nightlife.
Striking out with a few hotties, but still pretty wasted, and after saving a man's life (again, another story on its own) I decided to head for home. A little too sloshed for my own good, I figured a bit of exercise would help me sober up. So I climbed a local landmark called Citadel Hill.
Citadel Hill is a very lovely and scenic area during the daylight hours and was a fort during colonial times. If you visit Halifax, I urge you to take a tour of this place as it also offers a spectacular view of the city.
At night, on the other hand...
Having climbed the long stairway to the top of the hill, I made my way across, I was confronted by an older (about 50) man in a car who offered me a ride.
"That's a bit odd." I figured. "No thanks," I polietly responded, "I don't live far." And I continued walking.
A little further up the road, he confronted me once more. "Boy, you're a good lookin' man. You sure you don't want to make a couple bucks?"
My response was not quite as polite as the last one. Something to do with him getting out of my sight before I hauled him out of his car and ate his brain. He drove away.
In dire need of getting this situation out of my head, I headed into a 24 hour video store and bought three new videos of amatuer porn (my personal favourite kind). As I approached the cashier, I felt it was my civic duty to warn him of the perverted motorist roaming the streets.
"Were you on Citadel Hill?"
"Um...yeah." I also added, because he was looking at me like I was a moron, "I'm new in town. Is this kind of thing normal for that area?"
At this point I learned that Citadel Hill, after dark, is a major homosexual hangout. Not just plain-jane homosexuals, the perverted kind and the gay male hookers.
Some things you should really include in the welcome wagon baskets.
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Submitted by matnotharry (user info) at 2005-02-21 15:07:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
you should have gone for it, he might have been really good.
i believe that theory so strongly, i wrote a post about it: http://www.ubersite.com/m/59807
please excuse the linkwhore, but it is relevent
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2005-02-21 14:57:23 EST (#)
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You should have broke him off a little somethin-somethin. 10 bucks is nothing to sneeze at.
Submitted by TheMidnight12AM (user info) at 2005-02-19 17:16:44 EST (#)
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That's why there's a rainbow over it during the day.
Submitted by bush_for_god (user info) at 2005-02-19 16:52:26 EST (#)
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Submitted by Orla (user info) at 2005-02-19 16:47:10 EST (#)
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Citadel Hill? Oh, come on. Everyone knows that that's the homosexual hot spot of Atlantic Canada.
Submitted by Stin (user info) at 2005-02-19 16:28:04 EST (#)
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That is unfortunate.
I was prepositioned by a guy on the train station platform who thought I was a professional hooker. I was 14 at the time, bloody perv.
Submitted by dethcow (user info) at 2005-02-19 16:11:05 EST (#)
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