God AND my aunt hate the gays
So funny. This morning, a friend emailed me this "oh so convincing" christian tract about the gays teaching your children in public school: Birds and the Bees. I think that the teacher is secretly a drag queen. And where can I get those to-die-for devil accessories? Do they come in any color besides red? Red makes me look blotchy.
And this cartoon reminded me of my dream last night. I dreamt that my aunt was over at my house with her daughter. My aunt looked at me and said, "You're 30..." (which I'm not, yet) "...and you're not married. When did you stop being straight?" I slapped her, and replied, "How dare you imply that I was once straight. My being gay has nothing to do with heterosexuality!" Go me! I'm even bitchy in my dreams.
And this cartoon reminded me of my dream last night. I dreamt that my aunt was over at my house with her daughter. My aunt looked at me and said, "You're 30..." (which I'm not, yet) "...and you're not married. When did you stop being straight?" I slapped her, and replied, "How dare you imply that I was once straight. My being gay has nothing to do with heterosexuality!" Go me! I'm even bitchy in my dreams.