Tuesday, May 11, 2004

How do you spot a trannie?

I think I might've spied one today.

This "man" had a greying Hitler-moustache and looked like Kathy Bates stuffed into a sausage casing. Had on a beige coat and silver slacks. I kept staring at "him" noticing something off. It was the head. As if God put it there as an after-thought. Above the shoulders, he looked like grandma with a butch haircut. Below the neck, he was lounge singer grandpa who bowls on Sundays.

Meh. Maybe it was a man after all.

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