Disorienting Debating
(I am a member of my school’s debating team, which means I occasionally have to stay late in order to attend a debate. Our school usually provides pizza to keep us happy about this. Before a debate, I’m wondering around with a slice of pizza in my hand when a girl walks up to me.)
Girl: “Where’d you get the pizza?”
Me: “It’s for the debating team, but there’s probably some left over.”
Girl: “Oh, debating is gay s***.”
Me: “Well, no. Debating doesn’t have a sexual orientation…”
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