Actually, I am rather glad that it isn’t. Because I like to make surprise visits to my family, who live 150 miles away, and I often arrive late in the evening, after dark. But I needn’t be afraid to be shot by my own father. That’s sort of comforting, kinda.
https://www.thefreedictionary.com/fag
So what am I supposed to be now? A cigarette? A student who helps another student? Or a homosexual man (which is no insult to me, because I am not a homophobic moron trapped in my self-prolonged puberty)?
EPIC INSULT FAIL! 














