re: The inconvenient truth behind Milo's comments

One of the first solid pot dealers I ever had was an old gay man. Met him at a headshop and he chatted me up, I was about 19 or so. Offered me some crazy good prices if I came over to his place. Being unafraid of anyone, a teenage mind addled by strong weed, and carrying a gun in my vehicle, I obliged.

It became pretty clear to me what he was after and what his impression of me was. I politely declined and made it obvious that I was quite straight. Luckily, he was a good guy, and still invited me over for dinner and wine with his neighbors, and gave me fantastic deals on drugs. He still sends me emails of naked women and astrophysics.