Queen on the bus

When I was taking the coach back from Toronto to Montreal, there was this relatively good looking dude on the bus... And he was fashionable, good looking, etc. But then I heard him speak, and it just kind of went down the drain... He's gay. He's so gay... If he's straight, he is so lying to himself. My god, I am not the poster child for masculinity, and even I am more butch than he is... He's your classic: "look like Tarzan, speak like Jane" personality. I mean, I am sure that I am guilty of that too, but still.

It takes all types to make this world... But oh my god, so gay! So so so so so so so so gay!