You Work A Desk Job: Help A Brother Out
I know that not all of you are family, but from the number of people who stumble upon this blog by Googling “dyke drama,” “dickthroat,” and/or “Lindsay Lohan,” a whole lot of you are at least distant cousins. The following is meant for the sinners among us.
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Dear Gays and Gayelles,
As some of you know, I am an ambitious and dedicated graduate student. Meaning, I have a project due in a week that I haven’t started yet because I’ve been too busy mourning the break-up of our model duo, Lindsay and Sam. However, it’s Spring and life starts anew, so I have decided to pull myself together and get this shit done. And I need your help.
Basically, I’m doing a project of the disclosure of queer identity on Facebook and I’m passing this here scientastic survey around to get some info. Just skip the next “What Peanut Butter Are You?” quiz and contribute to the repository of homo sapien/homosexual wisdom. You dig? Great.
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Thanks, peeps. Feel free to pass this on. Oh, and if you’re not queer, sorry for the mistake. It must be your haircut.
