Sooooo. Yeah. There's no delicate way to put this. These books piss me right the fuck off. (Yet part of me really, really wants to read them.)
(Or as I like to call it, Homo No Mo'.)
Because nothing says "hetero" like two guys struggling to hold hands.
Because everyone wants you butting in on their fucking business. I'm pretty sure I'd be filing a restraining order against anyone who came to my door trying to heal me of gay.
Spot The Hidden Mickey
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Who's the center of the club
that's made for you and me?
M-I-C!
K-E-Y!
M...
Ohhh!
MLT!*
*Happy birthday, Mickey.*
Thanks to the amazing Sweet Desi...
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