Day 3 of the LGBT+ Challenge: My coming out story:
As I was finished flaying my communist sex slaves, I began to go back up stares to wash up the riding crops and cheese graters. As I was climbing up the stairs, my roommate cousin, Gerald, caught me on the way to the bathroom. Petrified and holding back vomit, he shuttered to me what I was doing. Sheepishly, I told him that I was a cucumber. Mortified, he bent forward and threw up all over the bloodstained carpet over the utterance. Quickly, I attempted to explain to him why I wanted to cleanse the earth from communism and what I am doing is justified to ending the Jewish control over snickers, but it was too late. Gerald suddenly turned heel and jumped the 100 stories off of the world trade center. After Gerald's unexpected suicide, I heard a deafening roar and a Bowing 647 crashing into my window