Allow me to paint a word picture of this event in my higher education. Half sitting half seductive posing, Professor Super Gay (as I will now refer to him) leaped off of his desk excitedly to make a point. As he did so the burst of energy combined with the effeminate motions mixed with the total awkwardness of the situation created immediate hilarity that could not be ignored. Every student mocked in one form or another. Some had the church giggles and tried not to make a noise. Some bursted out with hearty gut laughter. I hid my shame under my hands. Professor Super Gay decides that he was being hilarious, and so he busted out some tired dances moves with overly used hip action. This created more laughter, which in turn lead to more dancing. I swear he did a Saturday Night Fever point, and it wasn't half bad.
I missed most of the dancing because of the pure horror and all forcing me to hide my face over the lose of his dignity. The point of this tale? In England, this man is straight.
Gay or European?
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