While out today, I heard two middle aged me making jokes about homosexuality after one of the accidently brushed up against the other. They were obviously friends, the kind of guys who's wives follow behind them as if they are being lead by an invisible leash.
Master and I make a formidable looking couple. I'm 6'1" with a slightly unruly stache and goatee balancing my shining shaved head. Master is 6'7" man who is now completely shaved. We're rarely antagonistic but for some reason, we snapped at the same time and verbally assaulted the two men who aren't worth the shit from our asses. We both felt like beating the crap out of them.
Why bother, except that we were both offended by their jokes.
We're heading home tomorrow. We decided to drive and take time to relax and be alone together