I was sporting a patterned t-shirt under a silk blazer with a pair of designer jeans and the only pair of decent shoes I owned, black loafers with silver buckles. Greg, on the other hand, came out in a pair of black leather pants and a gold mesh shirt that showed far more of my rotund partner than I wanted to know existed. "Dude," I gasped between howls of laughter, "how many cows had to sacrifice themselves to build those pants? And please don't tell me I'm seeing the sparkle of a belly ring?!?" I fell off the couch and sat there laughing as Greg stood in the doorway of his room glowering at me. "Shut up, toothpick. I'm trying to look inconspicuous." He muttered. "Dude, we're going to a gay bar, not Mardi Gras! You don't have to dress like Captain Jack Sparrow slept with a disco ball!" I said. He turned on his heel and went back into his room while I sat there wondering what he would come out with next. "And since when are you the expert on how to dress for success at a gay bar?" Sabrina asked from the stairs.
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