I wanna know what his favorite color is. I bet it’s not pink.
I’ve always wondered what goes through someone’s mind when they say something like this. Are you gay?
Satyr is cool!
Me thinks you guys are asking for an ass-kicking! 
Your cheekbones and big blue eyes won’t save you now, Elijah! 
Careful, you risk exciting him.
Now wouldn’t that be something? I’m all for taking risks, so I won’t be running scared.
Black and Bue, like the color of your ass after I kicked my foot half-way up its gaping hole.
Next question…
I’ve always wondered how retards attempt to feel better about their retardation, like using this insinuating hypocritical avenue:
Are you gay?
Um, well on average I suppose I’m pretty happy…Pretty in pink…if you will.
And yes I am a homophobe, a racist, a sexist and whatever insults your modern new-age sensitivities and cultural myths.
Oh, and I have no friends, no woman has ever kissed me, and I live in my mommy’s basement playing computer-games and masturbating to Britney Spears songs.
All this build up for that? It made me sleepy.
Feigning disinterest in a response is womanly. 
Then perhaps suckling on a stranger’s member might help you drift off to that soft, comforting sleep your mind has grown so accustomed to.
When you wake up…if you ever wake up, remember that that salty aftertaste in your mouth is the result of this suckling.
Satyr, I’m not gay, but if I was I’d think you were a pretty sexy dude.
Greek philosophers were into homosexuality for a reason Smears…
(No this is not a come-on!) 
Oh yes it is.
Would it impress the ladies??? (I think that’s the point here…)
Dude a couple of chicks would probably love to see some dudes make out or something. Bitches are gross like that. No matter what, never do it.
Lol thanks for the warning–I wasn’t planning on it–even though your come-on was quite attractive…
Where’s the sarcasm face?
I don’t make that many faces. I’ve been totally numb for as long as I can remember.
You don’t think you are gay but you lack the self-awareness to realize what a big fag you really are.
In part your posturing, bragging and hyper-masculine displays are due to your intuitive attempt to hide what a woman you really are.
Ah crap 
there goes my chance of ever ‘getting it on’ with ya, me being brown n’all…
Don’t worry, I’m also a pretentious hypocrite.
The whole feminization of man theme has been played out and beaten to death. I’m starting to think that’s the only things you’ve ever had to say. Come on Constantine or whatever your name is, give me something good.