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Ricky Martin Comes Out As Heterosexual - PSYCHE
Sox:
(CHAPTER 2)
Well...
Now he’s staring at me like
As if he was starin in a mirror
Dude yells 'honey let me explain!
He says 'you don’t have to go no further,
I can clearly see what’s goin on
Behind my back, in my bed, in my home'
Then I said 'Wait a minute now hold on!'
I said 'Mister we can work this out!'
Ricky Martin said 'honey don’t lose control.'
I tried to get him to calm down,
He said 'hoe I should’ve known,
That you would go and do some bogus shit up in my house
But the Christian in me gave you the benefit of the doubt.'
I said 'we need to resolve this.'
Then he stepped to me, I’m like, 'whoa,
There’s a reason I’m in this closet.'
He says, 'yeah what are you talkin close?'
'I met this dude at the Pagis club
And he told me he was totally straight and single.'
Then he said 'man please,
I’d kill you if you didn’t have that gun in ya hand.'
And then I said 'but yo Ricky Martin chose me.'
He said 'don’t give me that mack shit please.'
His phone goes off and then things get a little more interesting
He steps a little closer
I point my gun and says 'I’m not the one you after!'
He says 'son I bet you didn’t know my man,
Did he tell you that I was a pastor?'
I said well good 'that’s betta right,
Why can’t we handle this Christian- like?'
And I started to put the gun down,
Til I saw his face still had a frown.
Ricky Martin started cryin, sayin 'baby I’m sorry!'
Then he said 'baby not as sorry as you’re gonna be.'
I started inchin out,
He says 'no I want you to see this.'
Said 'I gotta get out this house.'
He said 'not til I reveal my secret.'
I’m like 'what is goin on inside his head?'
Then he takes his phone and calls somebody up and says
'Hello, Baby, turn the car around,
Listen I just need for you to get right back here now.' (CLICK)
He looks at me and 'says well since we’re all comin out the closet,
I’m not about to be the only one that’s broken hearted.'
And Ricky Martin said 'what do you mean?'
And he said 'just wait and see.'
I said 'somebody betta talk to me.'
And then his phone rings
He picks up and somebody says 'sweetheart I’m downstairs.'
And he’s like I’ll buzz you up,
I’m on the fifth floor, hurry take the stairs.'
And I’m like 'who is this mystery lady that you’re talking to?'
He says 'in time you both will know the shockin truth.
Baby this is something I been wanting to get off my chest for a long, long time.'
Then I said..
NIGGA, I'ma shoot you BOTH if you don’t say what’s on ya mind!!!'
He said 'wait I hear somebody comin up the stairs.'
And I’m lookin at the door..
...He says 'I think you betta sit down in the chair...'
I says 'I’m gonna count to four!!!!'
...1, he says 'mister wait.'
...2, Ricky Martin says 'please don’t shoot!'
...3, he says 'don’t shoot me.'
...4, Ricky Martin screams...
Then a knock on the door, the guns in my hands...
...He opens the door, I can't believe...
...it's a chick.
Melodic:
fuck fuck fucking fuuuuuuuck this thing
KharBevNor:
--- Quote from: Theriandros on 30 Mar 2010, 08:31 ---Now, Gaahl, on the other hand, that was pretty surprising.
--- End quote ---
I dunno. I reckon there's probably quite a few people in extreme metal in the closet. And metal in general. Like Udo Dirkschneider. I mean, come on.
You might say 'oh, but like, half of that is just because he's German'. This is true, but then you must realise Udo is the lyricist behind 'Balls to the Wall' and 'London Leatherboys'.
Theriandros:
Cue discussion of the closeted homosexuality of a genre of music that sometimes involves large amounts of leather.
friend:
is there a greater percentage of homosexual among artistics than average populace?
it seems most gay people i have come to know have much creativity :)
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