I complain about being considered a boy, and after much thought, I think I understand why: I don't participate in a lot of known female behavior.
1. I don't post bathroom photos of myself... showcasing my rack (there WAS that twitpic photo from not too long ago, but it pales in comparison to this one).
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| What. The. Fuck? |
I don't... it's just... I prefer not showcasing my toilet to the public like that.
And I don't really care about showing you how nicely my beerbelly is coming along.... because that was your intention in this photo... right?
2. I don't dig acrylics.
ESPECIALLY NOT THESE:
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| call me crazy, but I think your manicurist suffers from ADD... |
Seriously, the more this fad catches on, the more my inner rage grows. It makes me VIOLENT to see girls with these talons. I'm convinced a chick with a nasty case of nail fungus came up with this style. Shit that thick is NOT natural... and for God's sake, stick to a color palate. What the fuck is that shit? Fuck. And... sorry, but I must ask: How the fuck do you clean your ass? It's a nightmare to even imagine.
3. I never have, nor will I ever, pose with a gun.
(photos removed out of fear... hahaha)
Yeah... looks like I'll be stuck being one of the boys.
Bummeroo.
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