brooklyngirl
Yankee gone south
Ahhhh, gotcha! Yeah, I'd imagine that a fruit fly would make the best knowing beardIndeed...it's just that I've met (did I mention that my daughter majored in theater and worked in film? Lol) several fag hags who served as the beard with parents, at company picnics, that kind of thing.
Indeed, there IS a difference...it's just that I've met (did I mention that my daughter majored in theater and worked in film? Lol) several fag-hags who served as the beard with parents, at company picnics, that kind of thing. One in particular was a snooty little fag-hag who demanded all kinds of gifts and accommodations because once she met the family, and they were filthy rich, and the guy's multimillionaire dad said that gays DESERVED AIDS, it became more of an career in extortion.
So she was there as the girlfriend for YEARS, but the gay guy hated her and when his dad finally died and he got his $$, he also go rid of the bitch.
My kid is a fruit fly, too.
I miss her fabulous and fashionable friends. One day, one of the guys was at our house when I went out looking for a job. As I got to the front door, it went something like:
H: and where are we headed this morning, Miss Susie?
Me: I have a job interview.
H: oh, my...oh, my (and he grabbed my arm and turned me around) let's take just a moment to revisit the closet...last minute check-up, okay?
It took just a few moments, but he vetoed my decision to go dressed looking like my grandmother's overstuffed chair, and I went looking more like a sane person, not disguised as a stage prop.
I adore him. He is the person who is designed to unplug my daughter if the need were to arise, because she feels I couldn't do that.
Lol about the interview outfit change, love it!