Pop.
I opened the door to my bungalow today and standing there in front of me was a tall guy in a miniskirt and heels. I blinked and he didn’t go away. So I shook his hand. Meet Tamera, the new intern.
He/she? is replacing my roommates which are just about to leave. This should be interesting. So first, lets get something straight… It’s a girl, in a guy’s body. Guy’s body. So will somebody please explain the boobs?!?! I swear, this guy’s got boobs… I’ve been trying to figure it out all day…he’s not fat enough to actually have boobs, they’re not socks, plastic surgery is basically non-existent here…for the love of god, breasts just don’t grow on guys! Maybe I’ll ask him one day. That’ll make for an excellent awkward moment.
“You have boobs.”
“Yes.”
“But…you’re a guy.”
“Yes.”
He/she? is replacing my roommates which are just about to leave. This should be interesting. So first, lets get something straight… It’s a girl, in a guy’s body. Guy’s body. So will somebody please explain the boobs?!?! I swear, this guy’s got boobs… I’ve been trying to figure it out all day…he’s not fat enough to actually have boobs, they’re not socks, plastic surgery is basically non-existent here…for the love of god, breasts just don’t grow on guys! Maybe I’ll ask him one day. That’ll make for an excellent awkward moment.
“You have boobs.”
“Yes.”
“But…you’re a guy.”
“Yes.”
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