No, it's not normal for other guys. That must mean you're special. Like a super hero. Your power is the ability to tell whether a chick is into other chicks or not. You're "How About A Threesome, Ladies" Man!

Or maybe it's like that movie The Sixth Sense. Only, instead of seeing dead people, you see bisexuals. Or maybe you're like the Bruce Willis character. Remember the twist? The kid can see dead people, including Willis... because he's DEAD! Maybe you're really bisexual.

Just kidding, bro! I don't think you could stand twice the rejection.

I actually think I've met you. At parties and bars and clubs. You don't have a super power. You just assume every woman is bisexual. You're always sweaty. Always shouting "Make out!" when two women dance together. Right around closing, I've seen you throw your arms around a pair of chicks and hiss "Who wants to party?"

Threesomes are dope! Double the kooz! Not just one women, but two women to sexually disappoint!

I mean, maybe you use deductive reasoning to discern a woman's sexual orientation. Does she look like a rich girl out to piss off daddy? Does she have a short haircut that clearly doesn't have any product in it? Is she sharing her sorority sisters lip gloss? If the answer is "yes" to any of these, that hottie might be hungry for lady pie! Or, at least, open to experimenting...

Here's another theory: you just haven't met that many women in your life. And the pitiable few you have chatted up have clung to each other hoping that you'd think they were together, and therefore, off the market.

What they didn't suspect was that you fancied yourself a "Part-Time Lesbian Whisperer," and instead of moving on to more available party girls, you stuck around. Smirked. Offered to buy "shooters." Drunkenly tried to make out with both of them at the same time.

But I can see how you think you have the magical, mutant ability to see in women what you want to see. It's sort of like my ability to identify a douchebag by the questions he writes to a website.

SICK BURN.