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I find this photo both fabulous and disturbing.
Remember not-so-long ago when black and white people had to drink from different water fountains? Then, Abraham Lincoln or Martin Luther King or whatever decided segregation was wrong, so it was abolished. Allegedly. Have you ever noticed that we still segregate babies? According to tradition, blue is for boys, pink is for girls, and yellow is for tranny babies. I have never understood this though, because blue seems more of a feminine color to me, while pink reads more masculine. It starts at birth, and from then on we are assigned a gender based on our sex organs. That assignment haunts us for the rest of our lives. It dictates how we dress, how we act, and even how we feel. If everybody in the world is such a singular individual, how can we possibly classify anyone into one of two categories based on whether their gennies are inverted?
Boys are taught from birth to be rough-and-tumble adventurers that learn how to provide for a family. Girls are taught to be demure, shrinking violets that can take direction and cook a mean casserole. As our society progresses these distinctions have become less important, but there are still steadfast rules about how we should act and who we should be ingrained in us from birth.
Even as a gay man, living in the gayest city in the country I still sometimes struggle with my gender, whether I look too masculine or feminine on an everyday basis, and how I am coming off to the general public. That is the ultimate mind-fuck of it all.
We are taught from birth to act certain ways that may or may not go against our human nature, and we stick to those rules that were assigned based on our genitals simply because we were taught to.
And that, my dear friends, is why I love trannies.
[ via TheLuxurySpot ]
“I’d like to have an abortion, but me and my boyfriend are having trouble conceiving.”
Abortion is such a hot topic these days, and why wouldn’t it be? Do you know a better way that you can eat whatever you want and still lose weight? My mom chose not to abort me, and when I am drinking,cocking,or going on an adventure I am generally pretty glad she didn’t. But if she had, here is a list of things that wouldn’t have happened:
I wouldn’t have peed on a lesbians face.
The Spice Girls would still be together.
Someone’s Identity wouldn’t have gotten stolen.
A lot of people wouldn’t have seen photos of Freck’s asshole.
My brother would never have given his first blowjob.
Hilary would have won. Read more…
Outside of getting my boyfriend a birthday present, I’ve decided to go one month – until June 27 – without stepping a foot in a clothing store. Those who really know me know this may kill me. This most likely will kill me. But, I will be venting my way through the venture, here.
In closing, I leave you with a picture of my last purchase Read more…
I just got a voicemail from Logan saying he has someone elses coat. He want’s his back but isn’t sure how to get it. I have a text from another friend saying “Who is this in my bed?” I am wearing a fuschia wrap skirt from American Apparel and black leggings.
Its safe to say the night got out of hand.
Its also safe to say that I am still drunk. Read more…
I will admit it. I had to google LGBTQI. It seems like they keep adding letters to it every year. Soon it will be longer than my fucklist. Haha Just kidding—thats impossible since there are only 26 letters in the alphabet….I also took issue with the fact that Lesbian comes before Gay….and then I found the photo to the right and thought “Let the lesbians have this small victory. They deserve something nice for once. ”
So I took out my Davinci code scroll analyzer and did some deciphering.
L is for Lesbian: Referring to a woman who believes in astrology, wears hemp bracelets, drives a semi-truck full of lamb shanks, has tattoos of ironic phrases, streaks her mullet, bites her nails, and wears joe boxers under old navy tapered jeans with chuck taylors.
Lesbians like to watch dog-fights and are sensitive to UV light. They are also all allergic to Ballsacks, pet dander, and legumes.
1. The Timberland wearing subject is severely Abdul’ed and has the munchies.
2. There is a 90% chance the subject is Gabourney Sibibe from Precious or Peter Griffin from Family Guy.
This person probably has a family of 5 to feed, but will most likely eat everything in that bag him/herself. I mean, who wouldn’t? If you get a bag like that you eat everything in it, am I right? Its like being presented with a ziplock bag full of cocaine or unicorns. If you encounter such a strange phenomenon, you go big or you go home. But how much food do you even need to order to get a McDonald’s tote? Is there a credit check involved? Is it like the Kardashian Kard with hidden fees? Do you have to sell your soul to Rachel Ray or give your ass to Ronald Mcdonald? Did Marc Jacobs design this tote for Marc Jacobs featuring Marc Jacobs for McDonald’s?