With this now in my mp3 player:
I have no choice but to admit to being a fag. Sorry, mom. Good thing I’ve already delivered you a couple grand kids, huh? And hey, at least it’s not this in there:
(I offer this post as proof that watching a Disney movie every day for like 3 weeks will turn you gay. Let that be a lesson to the parents out there.)
You’re really skeeving me out here.
P.S. Get your hairy ass back in that closet ASAP.
Oh, hey thanks for reminding me. Now that I’m a fag I guess I have to get all my body hair waxed.
Nah, no waxing. Serious gays get their butt hair lasered off for good. We’ll know you’ve crossed the line when you sign up for anal bleaching, though.
I don’t even know what anal bleaching is. I have much to learn.
BTW, just to be clear, I’m the gay kind of fag and not the queer kind. I might be gay but I’m not wearing cod pieces, sequined vests and calling everything fabulous.
I’ll get in the closet with you… cuz I secretly LOVE THE JONAS boyzzzz - OMG they are soooooo fabulous - and yes, I’m 34.
Oh, thanks for clarifying what kind of homosexual you are. By the way I think you would make a terrible homo because you’re way too selfish. Real homos are total givers. That and I doubt very much you would have gone to see Sex and the City with me.