I’m sitting here typing, mainly to give the cucumber facial mask time to dry. And you know, I have to admit, that sounds like a really gay thing for a guy to be doing. Putting on a cucumber peel-off facial mask.
But I’ve already done my nails, and sewn up some shirts that needed mending, and now that I think about it, those activities sound pretty darn gay as well.
What else do I do that’s gay? Hmm. The big one is that I cry at movies, especially love stories. I love musicals, too, especially Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.
Gay, and gay.
Art makes me tear up. Anything beautiful that I can tell someone put a lot of work into, to make something completely outstanding for other people to simply enjoy … that makes me tear up.
So I have to really ask myself: Am I gay?
Here’s the ultimate litmus test to check that theory: do other men turn me on? Sexually?
Let me think about that. (Think, think, think, think…)
The answer: Not that I am aware of.
So what does turn me on? I can answer that easily. My lady love, my future wife, she drives me crazy with desire. Everything about her cranks me all the way up to 11.
So …….. I’m not gay. I’m just a sensitive kind of guy. Who likes to look good for his girl.
Whew! Glad I clarified that! And now it’s time for me to go peel off the facial mask. Hope y’all are having a great weekend!