Today at work, I totally queened-out. Yes, you heard me correct, totally queensville, ya’ll. There I was zipping through the store of a quest for some obscure book, when my boss hails me from several aisles away and says with a big smile on her face, “Ken, there’s a dead bird on the sidewalk in front of the store, will you go clean it up, please ?” Before I could formulate a more professional reply, out popped the very thing I was thinking in my most queeny/swishy voice, “Ewwwwwwwwwwwww , no way ! I’ll hurl, I just ate breakfast !”
The story of a gay redneck and his effort to dodge the cow patties of life.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
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Queened out - I have never heard anyone put it like that! I will be stealing that
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