Or, if you prefer to meet the gay old-fashioned way (read: sleazy), there are other options for you. It's worked for straight people for millions of years and nowadays it can work for you too. Find one you like, go on a few dates, get to know each other, have some sex, meet their parents, move in, adopt a child, stop having sex, grow old, die. If you're out and reasonably presentable, you'll find yourself meeting other out gay and lesbian students just about everywhere you go. Read carefully then, and consider this the most important lesson you'll ever learn. But you need a little help getting started, don't you? Fret not, frat slut. You're in college now, on the bright and naughty verge of a big gay adventure that promises to probably seriously fuck you up forever-a wondrous world in which that laptop your parents are still making payments on plus a screen name containing 'student' or 'college' or 'boi' are the only ingredients necessary to assure an active social life. Hard to believe, ain't it, Tinkerbell? A fistful of weeks ago, you were hand-in-hand with your fag hag, dodging the fag-murderous football team and denying every minute of it.
