Two, I admit gorgeous, women, making out; tongues mingling, lips smacking, finger lickin' not too bad. Okay, it's a bit conspicuous, one might say "show boaty"; but I don't complain. I'm sure everyone, gay, straight or bi, might consider it not an entirely appropriate display of affection, even for a cafe. Maybe in France, but certainly not New England.
Hey, I'm the first one to brag about my tolerance, and I definitely wear it like a badge. So, it occurred to me to jump on the tolerance bandwagon and also turn bisexual and swap saliva with a hunky sexy dude in the Wal Mart parking lot or the local gritty little bar or pub. Why didn't I?
Well, I can pseudo-intellectualize and philosophize and get snarky at the coffee shop with the best of them; but I draw the line at falling in line with changing my sexual orientation to prove I'm hip and tolerant. I would love to decide to be bi-sexual like so many 90s youth who would like everyone to know how open-minded they are, but I have other ways of proving my tolerance. It's called having a few black friends.
In addition, I'm outraged at Zimmerman and the whole Trayvon tragedy, and I've got plenty of divisive single issue distracting politics and hate baiting which I can latch on to; I simply don't need to add being bi-sexual to that mix.
Thank you and bless you always.
Here's a good video, by the way:
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