When I was in the Army, there were two dudes in our building that we KNEW were gay. They used to wear spandex and cut off yellow t-shirts and everything.
When one of them would come into the shower area, the whole shower area emptied out in a matter of seconds, lol.
I didn't care if I had only washed under one armpit, if one of 'em showed up... I was out.
They would come in and try to take extra long showers and try to hold conversations with people while they were in the shower. Like if you were in there, they'd say "Good Morning! how's it going?"... people used to break their phuggin' necks trying to get out of the showers, lol. Mf's would be slipping and sliding and ish.
One of my friends had to room with one of 'em one time and he said the dude had a gay magazine under his mattress. He never slept in the room, lol he would crash in peoples rooms that didn't have a roommate.
Since I was a top notch soldier, I got my own room the first day I showed up. They gave me the room of this dude that had been put in jail... for drinking a beer. We all drank beer and we were all under age but right before I got there this sergeant showed up after work hours to phuck with the soldiers because he didn't have shyt else to do... he caught the dudes drinking beer and made them pull out their ID's. One of 'em was 20 and they asked the Sergeant what he wanted to do to the young soldier.... he could've said "Put him on extra duty" but instead he said "Send his ass to jail". So I got his room and none of the dudes their liked me for it and I couldn't figure out what was going on,lol. After they got to know me, everything became cool. When the dude got out of jail - after about a week - me and him became cool too.
That's my story o da day.