I'm growing more and more alarmed everyday by the number of gay men posing (and poorly) as straight. I'm even more baffled by the number of women who don't even notice!
Now don't get me wrong, I have many a fag friend and love them to death...as do I appreciate some sensitivity in a man. But by that I mean, being extra careful not to spill your whole load on my newly washed sheets and locking the door when you leave so I don't have to get out of bed. There's a fine line between being in touch with your feminine side and wanting me to have a penis. (which incidentally can be arranged but that's another blog another day)
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As I pull out my phone to add to this post, the "straight" bartender just talked to me for 3 minutes about how awesome my earrings are......GAY!
Maybe the hipster/punk/scene thing is just getting played out for me? I find myself lately fantasizing about a husky hairy man chopping wood (similar to Ryan Reynolds in the amityville remake). But even then, bro'd out America and the jersey shore have ruined that for me. Ya bra!!
I'm just confused. When did everyone with a penis become makeup and pink shirt wearing pansies who are all about "honesty" and letting you down easy? Newsflash buddy, I got no intentions of settling down and attaching myself to your hip. I merely wanted to use you for your sense of humor and hard on. Oh and that outfit? Super gay.
What happened to all the assholes who treated your body like a keg stand with no obligation?? Oh yea, coming out of the closet.
