Many people disapprove of my relationship with Theresa. The call out to us in the street, at the mall, and in line at shops. Perhaps you are thinking that these people are racist, of one form or another. But if so, you would be wrong.

These people are fighting the scourge of homosexuality, since it appears to me that this tall, chunky blond woman is making out with a svelte and sexy mulatto babe. There is a problem with this, and it simply: I am not a Lesbian.

In my favor, I would like to present the following, tenuous argument:

1. Lesbians are women.
2. Women have vaginas.
3. I do not have a vagina.
4. Therefore, I am not a women.
5. And thus, I am not a Lesbian.

This came up again today, as we were standing enjoying a smooth outside of the Atlanta Bread Company. Some bald guy on a bike road by and screamed: "Girls Kissing!". Fucker.