Don't "Hey Girl!" Me

Girls that call their gays "girls," and gays that refer to themselves the same are absolutely out of line.  There's this thing called gender.  Now...contrary to popular belief, although you may like being banged the same way a girl does this doesn't make you a female equivalent.  You have a dick.  Please acknowledge that.  I'm not asking you to butch it up to the extent of doing nothing but pumping iron and crushing beer cans on your forehead, but try not spitting skittles when you talk and shitting Prada when you walk.

Is it just me or has the idea of "gay" gotten completely out of hand?  A long time ago "gay" was this rugged thing, an intellectual state of being.  When anyone thought of gay, the first thing that came to mind was two strong men together.  Where has that vision gone?  I don't want to think of a newly 18-year old twink every time someone mentions homosexuality.  Hell, I'd rather not think about twinks ever.

There's a point when you need to realize that you are more than what you sleep with.  You can be something else before you're gay.  Nobody really cares who or what you sleep with unless they want to sleep with you.  And nobody wants to sleep with you when there's no intrigue as to who you are.

I am an intellectual.  I am an actor.  I am a singer.  I am a dancer.  I am a writer.  I am a chef.  I am a photographer.  I am a lover.  I am a cleaner.  I am a man.  I won't tell you if I'm gay because I don't have to.  That's not part of who I am.  Who or what I sleep with does not define me as a person.

The fact that I'm a loyal friend is what defines me.

The fact that I love the simple things defines me.

The fact that I have no problem looking you in the face and telling you never to call me a girl again...

That defines me.