4th Man Out Page #2

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F*** that, it's cold outside.

Yeah, man.

Not all of us

wore our favorite

leather jacket to the bar.

I said, let's step outside.

What's wrong

with you? Come on.

Don't be a p*ssy.

You can do this.

Dude...

Don't yell at the little guy.

Just take a breath.

Relax your toes.

It'll come.

So you did take a picture

of my sister's chest.

You let your sister

dress like that?

That's your sister?

What's wrong with you?

- Whoa!

- Oh!

Chris!

Chris!

Listen, I know

this isn't the right time,

but...

I wanted to say that...

F*** these chicks, we gotta go.

Unibrow guy got crazy.

Let's get out of here.

Whoa.

- Okay.

- I'm so sorry.

- Oh my god.

- It's okay. It's okay.

You're fine.

- I'm gonna call you, okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

- See ya.

I'm sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

I scared him away.

I mistreated his friend.

I'm a terrible friend.

Chris.

- Chris.

- Hmm.

I'm gay.

Okay, man.

No-

I like guys.

Hmm?

I'm gay.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You okay?

You all right?

F*** man.

Yes, yeah. I'm fine.

It's...

That's not you.

It's the excessive alcohol.

What the hell's going on?

I'm hurt, man.

Adam's gay.

I gotta take a sh*t.

I... I should

just head out.

- No, no, no, no.

- No, no. It's cool. I'm gonna go.

- It's okay. Let you guys soak it in.

- No, Adam. No, dude.

No... Adam.

Adam, it's fine, man.

What the hell,

is he f***ing with us?

Adam can't be gay, the

dude eats steak every day.

He was eating out

Dorothy CUDA in the 8th grade.

Dorothy f***ing cu da.

I once saw him rebuild

the entire engine

on a '68 mustang.

Was that before

or after he ass-banged you?

Okay. Dude.

Too soon.

I forgot I didn't drive.

So you're really...

Gay, huh?

Yeah.

- Cool. Cool.

- Cool.

You've had sex

with women before.

You dated Courtney for a year.

Cried when she broke up

with you.

Yeah.

But that was like,

that was like two years ago.

I mean, who have

I been with since?

I mean, I just thought you

had really oddly high standards

in women.

I do. They just need

to be dudes.

So...

Why didn't you tell me before?

Well, I tried to tell

you guys last night.

No man, I mean like,

way the f*** before.

I don't know.

- Your parents know?

- No. God no.

It's hard enough

telling you guys.

- - Believe me,

I wanted to tell you before.

I wanted to tell you

for, like, ever.

You know?

I didn't want things to

be weird between us.

Hey, nothing's

gonna change, man.

I promise.

What do we even talk about now?

I just can't believe

you didn't know.

It was so obvious.

- You knew?

- I mean, come on.

He's a good looking guy

and he's never tried

to f*** any of my friends.

So? That doesn't

mean anything.

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