Those of you who have known me for awhile know that I have been failing in my quest to be butch for years. I try really hard. I do. I borrowed
vagabondage's punk clothes and had blue hair and was all tough at CVV last year and people just patted me on the head. Okay, and so I even shaved my head for crying out loud. I don't even own a single item of clothing that could be remotely called girly. I kill spiders and haul furniture for my girlfriend.
sisabet says the failure comes as soon as I open my mouth. I must sadly report she is correct and GIVE UP FOREVER on ever being butch.
Why? 'Cause tonight, there I was with my shaved head and totally not girly clothes, hauling a 40 inch tv ALL BY MYSELF and when the AAA guy changing
pipsqueaky's tire (long story) offered to help, I was all "No, I've got it." and he laughed at me and said the voice I used was like a little kid whining. Which is exactly what
sisabet brings up every time I try to claim butchness. So I give up. I GIVE UP. FINE I AM NOT BUTCH.
But I have a really big TV. So there.
Why? 'Cause tonight, there I was with my shaved head and totally not girly clothes, hauling a 40 inch tv ALL BY MYSELF and when the AAA guy changing
But I have a really big TV. So there.