Okay so let me start by saying Happy Monday and all that jazz even though I hate mondays with a passion and would much rather be in my bed next to this person right here.
Anywho back to the topic at hand, I'd like to think that i'm an open-minded person. I'm far from being a prude, don't too much care what other people have goin on or what they do in the privacy of their own homes because I can't stand someone nosing around all up in mine. But this weekend while bussin it on the sucky public transportation system out here in the boonies, I saw something that I turned my nose up at on sight. A stud got on the bus, lookin like she jus finished smokin & drinkin on god knows what type of below bottom shelf liquor (basement floor?), and that was ok cuz most of the people out here look like dammit all to hell anyway. So im use to it. But then her girlfriend (i guess) got on and it all went down hill from there. The girlfriend was just as high as the stud & had on about two inches of clothes (mind u it rained all wkend so her uncovered parts were unattractively ashy) and a pair of too small breakyoneck stilettos that no one really wears in real life unless you plan on swingin around a pole. (Not knockin the stripper community, im jus sayin) They got on, talkin all loud, gigglin and tee hee heein for no apparent reason, yellin across the bus at some boy who tagged along with them & slobbering all over each other as if they had no kinda home training. At this point im like Oh lawd, why do they have to represent US like that? Us being the black lesbian community. So my girl was in full agreeance & we exchanged more than a few looks about the trickery unraveling before us.
Later on that evening, I brought them up for some random reason, referring to them as "those two chicks on the bus" and my girl looked at me like I was talking outta my ass. Then she told me what i shoulda known in the 1st place i guess, the "fem" was a man. I pressed rewind on my mentals and took a closer look and I had to agree. Dont kno how it slipped past me, but it did. My nose turned up even more after that, and i got that "somebody farted" look on my face, u know what im talkin about. The boo boo face. Something just doesnt sit well with me about that. Now i dont know these people from a can of paint, but im willing to bet the stud identifies as a lesbian. And to that i'm a bit befuddled. If you're a female, dating a man who dresses like a female, does this make you a lesbian? And now, Glennisha's post over on Tami's blog has me thinkin that maybe i'm in the wrong for questioning whether or not someone is really a lesbian? But come on now. Im sorry, when 2 +2 doesn't equal 4....
What do y'all think?