You’re welcome.
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M:
I wonder what kind of women we would like if we liked women.
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J:
What? Well, first of all, I would be the guy.
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Audience:
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M:
It's a good thing you're not my type.
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J:
What do you mean I'm not your type? That is so rude.
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Audience:
WHAAAAAAAAAAT
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M:
Really? You don't know? You're gorgeous, my friend.
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Audience:
THEEEEEEEEE
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M:
He's always liked the finer things in life.
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J:
Yeah, he liked you.
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Audience:
FUUUUUUUUUCK
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J:
And, you don’t want to sleep with me.
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M:
[Head tilt. Pause.]
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J:
Do you?
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Audience:
HOOOOOOOOW
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J:
Wanna get a drink?
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M:
Will it have gold flecks in it?
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J:
Heh. No.
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Both:
*BLUSH, BLUSH, SMILES, RAINBOWS, UNICORNS*
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Audience:
IIIIIIIIISSSS
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J:
Hates running.
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J:
Registers for a marathon anyway because she promised Maura that she would. Bonus: Runs it with a camel-toe and unfortunate acronym printed across her chest.
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Audience:
THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS
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J:
You look good. Haha.
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M:
Jane, do I look badass?
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J:
Yeah, you look like a badass.
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Audience:
NOOOOOOOT
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J:
Maybe I should be a lesbian.
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M:
Aww. Well, wishes can come true.
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Audience:
GAAAAAAAAAY
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Audience:
HETEROSEXUAL MY ASS
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Audience:
LESBIAN THEORY MY ASS
The fic, btw, is titled “Let’s Eff It Out” by @snufftastic.
SHE DOESNT EVEN GO HERE
I am! As you may (or may not) have noticed, I haven’t been able to update anything— fic, advice column, my OS— NOTHING! I’ve been really busy with work and also suddenly all these friends want to hang out with me. I don’t get it, really.
But yeah, totally still on with ASK SNUFF. In fact, if you want to submit a whopper of a question, that would help get folks excited for our spring submissions!! asksnuff.wordpress.com OR email asksnuffnow@gmail.com
Sure. But you’re gonna have to be more specific about who you are, because frankly I am not going to have the time to fuck everybody.
Um… it’s not something I’ve really considered. I don’t consider myself transgender, or really at all in search of being a different gender than was assigned to me. So, no, probably not. But, that said, I;m also not attached to my boobs in any way shape or form. They’re nice enough, I guess, but they’re just there.
SO, if my health depended on it (i.e. breast cancer) and a doctor told me “If you remove both breasts now you will greatly diminish your chances of getting sick” I would be ripping those things off so fast your head would spin. I wouldn’t have the identity crisis and sadness and all those other feelings some women have. I would just be like… Oh man, is this gonna provide me with lots of painkillers?!
I gotta be honest, if I was having top surgery I wouldn’t be thinking “will I look normal showering in the women’s locker room?” but rather “I wish i was showering in the men’s locker room.”
Huh. Interesting Q, thanks! :)
That’s a lot of tit for a Medical Examiner
… not that I’m complaining.
