"Car breaking down taking home your ugly date."

"In back of the line for a gang bang," said Marty.

            "Broken condom with a pre-paid, dirty hooker," said Christian.

            "Man, that is bad," replied Marty laughing, him and his friend Christian's game of trying to think of extremely unpleasant things beginning to bore him.

            "I'm getting bored," said Christian, thinking just as Marty was.

            "Read my mind," said Marty, hoping Christian wouldn't read the rest of his mind, too.

            "You haven't been thinking as much weird stuff for the game as you usually do."

            "I used all the good ones up."

            "No, something's bothering you."

            "How do you always have to know?"

            "I'm your friend."

            "If you must know, Sophie broke up with me."

            "Dude, I'm sorry."

            "I'm not! I'm just upset because now..." said Marty trailing off.

            "Everyone's going to know you're gay," said Christian finishing Marty's sentence.

            "I'm not sure what to do."

            "Just be the token gay guy."

            "What if I don't want to be the token gay guy?"

            "Then suck it up and deal with it."

            "Dude, do you realize how funny that sounds?" asked Marty cracking up.

            Christian began thinking about it himself and began to laugh too.

            "You know," said Marty, stopping the laughter.

            "What?" asked Christian.

            "I wouldn't mind people knowing if I wasn't the only gay guy."

            "Okay then," said Christian.  "We'll be the resident queens."

            "Yeah, girl, and we can get those other boys into decent clothes," said Marty in a girly voice.