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	<title>Comments on: I Made Out with a Lesbian</title>
	<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/</link>
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		<title>by: DANIKA</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-968</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 00:40:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>i will like to see if u can share some, lesbians pictures or videos, thanks</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i will like to see if u can share some, lesbians pictures or videos, thanks
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		<title>by: The Drunken Blog &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Do You Know LEX?</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-950</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 18:49:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-950</guid>
					<description>[...] Don&#8217;t worry, this won&#8217;t be a post about semantics, but about an actual, freaking weird, coincidence that happened to me. You may remember that I dated a lesbian. It was a somewhat awkward relationship, awkward for her because she was a lesbian and I was not a woman, and awkward for me because she was a lesbian, and I was still not a woman. That was my junior year of high school, fast forward 6 years to present day, minus 2 months. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] Don&#8217;t worry, this won&#8217;t be a post about semantics, but about an actual, freaking weird, coincidence that happened to me. You may remember that I dated a lesbian. It was a somewhat awkward relationship, awkward for her because she was a lesbian and I was not a woman, and awkward for me because she was a lesbian, and I was still not a woman. That was my junior year of high school, fast forward 6 years to present day, minus 2 months. [&#8230;]
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		<title>by: The Drunken Blog &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Happy Birthday to Me!</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-859</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 14:07:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-859</guid>
					<description>[...] I Made Out with a Lesbian [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] I Made Out with a Lesbian [&#8230;]
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		<title>by: The Drunken Blog &#187; Blog Archive &#187; How Old Are You Again?</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-347</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 19:05:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-347</guid>
					<description>[...] When I first started going out to the bars I wanted people to know how young I was, it was so cool for me to be in the bar, so I would ask questions that invited them to ask me how old I was, and I would answer honestly. Well, I quickly learned that girls don&#8217;t really like guys that are younger than them, in most cases. Nothing really surprising there, but it cemented the idea that had been floating around for a while, even though in high school I dated a girl that was older than me (albeit, she turned out to be a lesbian). [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] When I first started going out to the bars I wanted people to know how young I was, it was so cool for me to be in the bar, so I would ask questions that invited them to ask me how old I was, and I would answer honestly. Well, I quickly learned that girls don&#8217;t really like guys that are younger than them, in most cases. Nothing really surprising there, but it cemented the idea that had been floating around for a while, even though in high school I dated a girl that was older than me (albeit, she turned out to be a lesbian). [&#8230;]
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		<title>by: John Koehler</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-81</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 22:50:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-81</guid>
					<description>The funny thing is, I SOLD you that peach milkshake. You didn't even realize that I was working at Hardee's that summer to research my new book about older people working at fast food joints. Lucky for me I was able to disguise my voice when I took your order, and get someone else to actually hand you the food. I like Becca cause she called you DUDE. You are a dude, even if you like peach milkshakes.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The funny thing is, I SOLD you that peach milkshake. You didn&#8217;t even realize that I was working at Hardee&#8217;s that summer to research my new book about older people working at fast food joints. Lucky for me I was able to disguise my voice when I took your order, and get someone else to actually hand you the food. I like Becca cause she called you DUDE. You are a dude, even if you like peach milkshakes.</p>
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		<title>by: Justin Fabian</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-75</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 13:16:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-75</guid>
					<description>I don't particularly remember the conversation, however, I do remember going to that Hardee's and getting the peach milkshake (they were so good), but I don't really remember that conversation taking place.

In fact, I only mildly remember the discontent that you held for her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t particularly remember the conversation, however, I do remember going to that Hardee&#8217;s and getting the peach milkshake (they were so good), but I don&#8217;t really remember that conversation taking place.</p>
<p>In fact, I only mildly remember the discontent that you held for her.
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		<title>by: Becca</title>
		<link>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-74</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 08:46:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://thedrunkenblog.com/2007/01/31/i-made-out-with-a-lesbian/#comment-74</guid>
					<description>You should also include in here some where when you're discussing the "signs" of "Clinton's" possible homosexuality the fact that I told you straight up that she was a lesbian BEFORE you started dating her...not to mention a liar and a thief.  So, you'll get no sympathy from me.  

I remember that vividly.  We were in my stupid ass black blazer, with no AC, no stereo and no rear view mirror, and we were getting peach milkshakes (well, you were, I got sweet tea) from the Hardee's on Laskin...and I said, "Dude, don't date her, she's a lesbian, a liar, and a thief" and you were all...you...and mumbled your way through something like, "okay, we'll see".  

So, I guess in hindsight, not only was I right, but I was also the better prom date.  Go me.

B :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You should also include in here some where when you&#8217;re discussing the &#8220;signs&#8221; of &#8220;Clinton&#8217;s&#8221; possible homosexuality the fact that I told you straight up that she was a lesbian BEFORE you started dating her&#8230;not to mention a liar and a thief.  So, you&#8217;ll get no sympathy from me.  </p>
<p>I remember that vividly.  We were in my stupid ass black blazer, with no AC, no stereo and no rear view mirror, and we were getting peach milkshakes (well, you were, I got sweet tea) from the Hardee&#8217;s on Laskin&#8230;and I said, &#8220;Dude, don&#8217;t date her, she&#8217;s a lesbian, a liar, and a thief&#8221; and you were all&#8230;you&#8230;and mumbled your way through something like, &#8220;okay, we&#8217;ll see&#8221;.  </p>
<p>So, I guess in hindsight, not only was I right, but I was also the better prom date.  Go me.</p>
<p>B :)
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