Oof, that’s a burn. Fire it up! Fire it up!
It looks more emo than goth, but I’m still going to watch it anyway.
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You forgot the most important one of all: Joy Division.
One of my crew got himself perished…
I have them on vinyl
Reminded me of this scene:
I thought post-op trans people were transexual.
No-op trans people were transgender.
I’m outta the loop on these fucking terms. But in my mind, you cannot be from a new sex if you still have the old one’s…huh…paraphernalia.
Whatever happened to the term transvestite? That one really fell out of flavour, in’t it?
Like old-school gay guys, the ones who marry each other and both use the men’s toilet. I haven’t heard from those in while. It’s like they’re slowly being Neanderthaled by the trans or some shit.
Trannys, chicks with dicks, dudes with boobs, shenis, she-shaft.
It is so hard to keep up with the terminology these days.
They’re there. Just living peacefully, buying houses and planting tomatoes. They’re mainstream enough now not to have to agitate. I was with a couple at a birthday party Sunday; friends of the family. They attended the party, came out for a beer afterward, then left to “go make a soup.” Food prep for the week, I guess?
I’ll see another today at work. He and his partner are young, 20’s, and talking about moving in together, but both own houses and the conundrum is which to keep or whether to keep both and rent one out, etc etc etc. They’ll marry eventually from what I can tell.
Transvestites…I think we call them drag queens now.
Why tomatoes?
Or a Billy Budd allusion?
Sorry, the literary critic in me could not resist.
Because so yummy? I planted tomatoes. People do, you know. You should as well.
Not familiar, even after googling it.
I generally take the things people say at face value unless something triggers skepticism. These two are delightful people, and in my experience delightful people like to eat homemade soup. Hence, “make a soup” seemed entirely credible.
Had we decided to come home for dinner, we’d have made a similar announcement, though “bake cod” should have been the code phrase the others would be puzzling over. Instead, we stayed to “eat a pizza.”
My apologies. Billy Budd is a short story about an attractive sailor. The story has homosexual undertones, like all literature.
Show me a great novel and I will show you latent homosexuality and a Christ figure. I figured everyone knew that, maybe it is just me.
I was joking about the tomatoes, you know, a fruit with seeds. Why not an eggplant? Or a potato? Why’s it gotta be a tomato.
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
I know, I know… I was being silly.
Seems like yesterday when everyone was discussing gay marriage.
The OG trannies.
I got into a scuffle a long time ago, maybe 1993 or 94, when a guy who I thought was with a tranny got really mad at me.
The offense- His “girlfriend” who actually was female, got up from the bar and went into the womens room.
Upon seeing this I said to the guy “Hey man, its not cool of your boyfriend to go into the womens room.” Or something to that effect.
Ohhh boy did he blow a freakin gasket! He started mother fucking me and getting agressive- all kinds of pissed off.
Bartender later informed me of the fact. She was an actual female. Just really unfortunate looking.
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That’s hilarious hahaha!!!
Well maybe not for the guy, I would actually feel bad for him but still… It’s like something out of Seinfeld, I could see that happen to George in some episode; he’d probably break up with her just so people wouldn’t think he’s gay.
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Did you latter find out she was formally a Soviet shot putter?
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Yikes! If she looked like that I’d have run. Fast. So she didn’t throw her boyfriend at me. 
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Don Quixote, The Count of Monte Cristo, The Betrothed.
Anything by Homer, Oscar Wilde, Walt Whitman, Virginia Woolf, Chuck Palahniuk.
Oh, and the actual Bible.
Pretty much the Vampire chronicles by Anne Rice.
