This needs to be on SomeEcards.com
Actually, if you wanted to be evil, you could invent your ex-friend to dinner at The Melting Pot, along with the friend you brought to the party, his partner, and some other friends. It would be an expensive way to make a point, but it might make it.
The level of fighting ignorance here is out-farking-standing.
I love this idea, siege.
Can you imagine, even for a moment, the Host/Hostess at the desk in front asking, “How many in your party? Six? Ok, anyone gay?”
I mean it’s just so fucking ridiculous it boggles the imagination.
I read this, and I wonder if it isn’t so much that she has a thing against gay people, as that she was embarrassed at coming on to him, and handled it poorly. It’s possible she called you right after finding out, and feels stupid now.
You certainly don’t owe her an apology, but it wouldn’t hurt to be open to her apologizing to you. People do stupid things some times.
!?!? Have you hidden a video camera in my bedroom?!?!?
Indeed.
The “rules” of etiquette aren’t a set of immutable laws, but a set of situation-dependent customs and principles. While it’s generally not proper to ask if one may bring others to a party, informal gatherings amongst certain friends may well have a different expectation, and that’s perfectly well.
I’ve been to and hosted parties in which just showing up with an extra friend would have been fine, I’ve never hosted a party for which it would have been uncool to ask in advance to bring a friend, YMMV.
Excuse me, you got fondue on my jizz!
You got jizz on my fondue!
Good grief.
It’s fondue, not 2 girls 1 cup. You don’t put the dipper in your mouth. After you dip the item, it goes on your plate. Then you eat it.
People are very comfortable pointing out the OP’s friend’s ignorance of AIDS, but the bigger problem is inferential, not epidemiological.
Contracting AIDS is a path-dependent event. Gay men might have a higher AIDS infection rate than heterosexual men, but human beings are not ergodic. Over time, individual behaviors do not converge to the base rates given by their race/class/etc. Getting AIDS is often highly path-dependent: unless you know that a given gay man is on an AIDS acquisition path, you cannot infer that he is more likely to have AIDS than any random heterosexual man.
This is the same illogic that justifies racial profiling of all kinds. Certain ethnic groups might have a higher rate of criminal activity, but that does not mean that the base rate is the same as every individual rate and as such, does not justify racial profiling of any kind. You have to be able to infer that a subject is on some sort of criminal path. Being gay, black, wearing a turban, etc just doesn’t cut it.
Stop it! You’re mixing logic in with my outrage and it tastes funny!
Excuse my ignorance but…isn’t fondue itself pretty…um…gay?
“Table for six? Smoking or non? Gay or straight? I’m sorry, the gay section is full; would you like to wait in the bar?”
It’s sticking bread into hot melted gelatinous cheese. Mmmm, gelatinous cheese. If that’s gay, stick me in a pair of assless chaps and parade me around the Village!
Well, fuck me pink and call me spam!
Nope. Fondues have made a come-back. I love having people over for fondue – it’s a great way to extend dinner and conversation. We start with a cheese fondue, then switch to a broth fondue for the main course (much healthier than oil) and finish off with chocolate fondue for dessert. And each course is served with a different wine. Yum!
And as Maeglin says, you don’t eat from the fondue fork, you just use it to cook with, then eat with standard utensils. Said process can be observed in the wild, here*. 
*Pictured are Spiny Norman, left, and Johnny L.A., right.
Can I fuck you like spam and call you Pink?
Fondue is awesome. I haven’t had it in years, but I remember having meat fondue, and it was great.
I think you should dip your former friend’s head in a fondue pot
Squee! Where can I get those plates?! I heart them.
(Where can I get me a Spiny Norman, while you’re at it? He’s almost as cute as those plates! ;))
I bought them at my favorite local kitchen-wares store, but they’re available through Amazon.com, here. You might like this style, too.
I wish I could Google up a Spiny Norman for you, but I’m afraid he’s one-of-a-kind that I had to special order from Denmark.