Yes, I said it. Am ashamed to admit am ... gasp! ... heterosexual.
In the past few weeks I've been asked more than a couple of times if am gay. Am totally flattered. I mean, I get offended if I don't get hit on by a mamacita at least once a week.
Unfortunately ... ahem ... I like dick too much. Like, you know, the kind that is attached to a really hot and sweaty and horny guy. Yeah ... that kind.
This blog though has been a queerish blog since forever. We used to have Jeff Langstraat blogging about queer politics in the US eons ago. Now we have Leo Igwe doing it from the context of Africa politics and culture.
Am happy to call myself a fag hag --even though the term is so totally politically incorrect-- and an honorary member of the clit club.
Do I ever fantasize about being gay?
Totally. For an instance I think it would make my love life easier and then all I have to do is call up my lezzy or gay friends to smack me into reality. My love life woes may have different contexts but they hit me in just about the same way as theirs hit them.
Have I kissed a girl?
Yup, and then some.
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