I hate it in general, babe I can tolerate, hun I can't, let me set the scene, as I said previously my love life is akin to Mother Teresa's in a convent in Kolkata , after a stressful few weeks on a particularly stressful day, in pure exhaustion, I had a brilliant thought "Mutz, you know that little bit of soul you have left? Why not download "A" app, and destroy it all together".... after the usual messages from people with the usernames of "c*mbucket69" I get a message from a guy with a name and a face pic, good looking, not the type I would usually go for, but hey maybe thats a good thing, profile was normal, he seems pretty masculine, always good, so I reply, a couple messages back and forth, then he drops the "Hun".... noo noo, I give excuse to end the conversation, politely, throw my phone in the corner, all good, until I get a message today "Hey Hun, how is your day".... no, just no, you work with your hands, you have some muscles, and you drop a Hun on me? I just can't .... and that is why I am single
Geez first contact is way too early to be dropping pet names, maybe give it a go after we've been dating for a while. Hun is especially bad as it brings to mind the image of some diner waitress offering me more coffee.
Nothing worse than when a self-prescribed 'masculine' gay opens their mouth and a handbag falls out.
Ha! You have such a way with words.