Friday, 27 March 2009

A dirty job

Now I'm down off my high horse it's time to have some fun with the last post. I really didn't mean to become so lyrical with it and my intention was not to justify being gay to anyone. I am who I am, should this be a problem then go look in the mirror!
I love the saying contradiction is balance, it's so true; so I'm going to practice what it preaches, reinstate the balance in life. If gay people need a cure to become straight then surely straight people need a cure to become gay - fair comment? So.................
I'm going to make enquiries with British Medical Council in the hope of training to become a psychiatrist with a specialist subject of turning straight males gay. (Visions of being on Mastermind have just flirted with my mind - specialist subject? Turning straight males gay! Ha, ha, what great television that would make!) I mean let's be honest here, they have no idea what they are missing out on - none at all; and some guys are just such a waste on the female populous. 
Obviously, potential victims (sorry patients) would have to be thoroughly vetted first to make sure they were of sound mind and, more importantly, cute and under 25 years of age. Then I could engage in intense one-on-one sessions with them to show them the joys of same sex relationships. You may call me a martyr to the cause but if a cause is worth pursuing then it should be done thoroughly; and if what it takes is putting myself through many intense one-to-one sessions with cute guys under 25 years of age every day of the week, then so be it. 
It will be a long and arduous task with much sweat and tears, I know, but I will do it for the sake of achieving balance in life and perhaps helping to treat the many straight, cute, under 25 year old guys out there. Saving them from the clutches of heterosexual relationships and other unnecessary evils in life. 
In fact I am so dedicated to the cause I'm going to get some practice in tonight with my boyfriend. The things I put myself through to help the world at large out; I deserve a medal. 
And I know what you're going to say. Yes, it is a dirty job admittedly..................... but someone's got to do it!

14 comments:

  1. err excuse you me. sorry to spoil your party but i am here. do you remember me.

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  2. Oh hello, who are you? Have you come for a consultation? Walk this way please Mr Cute, the bedroom is straight up the stairs and facing.

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  3. no i think you'll find im your boyfriend. and i know exactly where the bedroom is. its the only place i see when i come to visit. lol

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  4. That and the kitchen, because that's where you'll find the fridge!

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  5. have you got any toad in the hole lol ;-)

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  6. That's just so funny for all the wrong reasons!
    Not yet but I'm sure we can fix some up (or should that be fit some up!)
    So sorry if you're reading this whilst having your tea dear readers.

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  7. im sure you can fit more than a toad up your hole babes xxxx.

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  8. Oh gosh, it's getting even worse..............
    Is that your pet name for it - Mr Toad?

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  9. LOL.
    i cant comment any further on this. stop please.

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  10. Not wanting to disappoint you babes but I can't do anything tonight. I've got a cold sore on my lip and I don't want to infect any part of your anatomy, particularly Mr Toad!

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  11. you could have told me before i kissed you thanks. wheres that from then.

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  12. I know it's been a long time to go without seeing you. To be gay a minute do you know how much I've missed you? But no, I would never cheat on you. xxxx
    Do you still want to do me even though I'm infected?

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  13. are you going all sentimental on me. you are sweet when your like this. to answer your question im bored of this blog now xxxxxx ;-)

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  14. Oh gosh, time to go dear readers. We'll see you all later. xxxxx

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