queer as a three dollar bill

by mg at 09:06 PM on June 14, 2001

In Snaggle's last post, he mentioned how he always has to write about how gay he is. Which is okay, I suppose, because he is one big homo.

However, I was talking with someone about just that fact, and they were kind of upset about it. Or at least concerned.

My response was, "How come I'm allowed to mention hot girls in every post, but Snaggle isn't allowed to talk about hot boys?" In every post he makes, he talks about being gay. And while I never come outright and say, "Hey, I'm a big flaming heterosexual," I do happen to mention looking at chicks, or lying on top of chicks, or how I can't seem to find chicks in virtually everything I write.

A common complaint about the homosexual community is that they make a point of throwing their sexuality in the face of everyone who'll listen, and even those who don't. And sure, I think anyone who defines their self by who they choose to have sex with is pretty sick and needs to have their priorities checked. But, I am perfectly okay with guys wanting to stick their bits into other guy's bits, and I am really okay with chicks who like to stick their bits in other chick's bits (I'm obviously a little hazy on the details of that one, but I can try to imagine. Actually, I'll probably be imagining it a little later tonight.)

Snaggle is one of the coolest people I know, he just happens to be gay. And he just happens to like to talk about it. A lot. In his last post, he explains that himself by saying he talks about sex because he hasn't gotten any in a long time, and he needs to somehow to reaffirm the fact that his genitals are there for more than just ornamentation (and to stop from peeing on himself).

Which is exactly how I explained why I mention women in all of my posts. I do it because I haven't had one in a while. It is tough to remember what a woman feels like sometimes. It is tough to remember what a woman tastes like sometimes. It is hard to remember what it feels like to lay on top of a woman and make hot monkey love with them.

So, I like to talk about it from fear of losing it. I don't want my penis to become a vestigial organ.

Snaggle also forgets doing those kinds of things with boys, which, if he wants to explicate, I'll let him. If I were to write it, I'd have to think about it, and I think that would be just icky. But because I find two sticky boys to be icky doesn't mean he, and whatever consenting adult he wants to hook up with, shouldn't be allowed to do those things. And he should be allowed to talk about it too.

When I first started this site, for some reason, it was kind of a hit within the homo-boy weblogging community. I think because I joined the Boylogs webring and it is made up of a lot of fags. Whatever. I certainly know no girls were reading this site and wetting their chairs. So, if a couple guys were coming here and getting their jollies, one way or another, out of reading what I wrote, I suppose that is as close to sex as I was getting at the time.

I'd write more, but I need to go look at some boobies now.