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I'm still not sure about those 'privileges."

I don't know if this is weird or just the result of my flamboyant metrosexuality, but when one of my gay friends call me "honey" or "bitch," I feel kinda special. Like they have let me in the clubhouse despite the fact that I like boobs.

I feel so integrated. I got the toaster. And it didn't even require a credit check.

Or a BJ.

Now if buying a home were this easy...


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oh honey, be my bitch. i have boobs!

I feel the same way when one of my southern friends calls me "Bubba".

And when we call you 'sweetie', you KNOW you're fully integrated. I haven't called you that yet though.



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