Me and my mate Adam have been really close for years. Not super best mates or anything, but pretty much great mates. There were bad times of course, but that's a given.

In Maths in year 11, we used to have to sit next to each other. It was cool, we used to talk a lot, and it was a laugh. "Why was it a laugh?", you think. "It was Maths!"

Well yes, but we were at that stage where gay jokes were the funniest thing ever, so under the table I would constantly rub my leg on Adam's* for a laugh, which made him laugh like mad, but eventually get annoyed with it. I wondered what was with the change. But oh well, it continued, and it remained funny.

[* Please note: I'm 100% straight, it was just fucking funny]

This lasted for a good part of 7 months.

Finally we left school, and onward came exams, so no more jokingly rubbing his leg every Maths lesson, 6 times every two weeks. And we remained great mates.

Then we found out he was actually gay, and had been since sometime early into the beginning of year 11.

I think I made him gay.

=/

Woops.

-Nick
(ratthingbazzterd, Fri 28 Jul 2006, 15:53, Reply)