Honey mustard unreliability

French Stewart?

sigh Russian alcoholic.

Sesame oil female

Western…

What the fuck disappoints my parents? They’ve literally been the most accepting I can expect of parents. No kids? Parents: Okay. No…? Parents: Okay. Too little…? Maybe?

Sorry, kids… I am, again, not in pr0n.

Caesar Not Doctor

Ceasar childfree. Though really it is Caesar They don’t know I have had a vasectomy.

This reminds me of the time when we had to write speeches in French class about the most daring thing we’ve ever done in our lives. A gay friend of mine wrote about when he came out to his parents.

My Palestinian friend was furious! Not in a homophobic way, of course. But because he had to follow our gay friend’s speech and there was NO WAY his speech was gonna top that. He said, “OF COURSE everyone is gonna be moved by a story like that! Nobody is gonna care about how I had to sacrifice my pet goat as a child! They’ll just think my culture is barbaric!”

I suggested to him to make a story up about how he came out to his parents of being Jewish, which he thought was hilarious. Anyway we all got a good laugh, and he looked nervous to go up in front of the class. Oh and his speech was trash.

Honey Mustard Doesn’t Call.

It’s not that I don’t want to, I just have a hard time finding the energy and motivation.

I think I might be…Vinegar Homo

Caeser tomboy

Russian poverty

Italian Existing

Balsamic Tranny

Bleu Cheese Enby - why couldn’t I just be a boy?! 🤷🏻‍♀️ And I’m dating Mixed Berry (Vinegrette) Queer - sounds like the start of a good charcuterie board.