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Title: RED DOG Post by: Chili on September 28, 2005, 02:15:23 AM Ok mate you got me. This is the final and last mention from me about your little obsession with my gender! You see i cant fight it anymore you have been right all along! I was indeed born a man....................Internally!
The graceful beautiful female form (lol) that people see before them is just natures kind way of making life more interesting for me. My inner self is riddled with thoughts about poker, football, winning, being around other "men" etc (put those on a 24 hour repeat cycle) and that's it. I usually only join in with male conversation at partys, cant bear to listen to stories about make up, hair, handbags, shoes, clothes, soaps, how crap husbands are, etc etc. So there you go RED, you the man! you sniffed me out a long time ago, well done! NOW QUITE IT!!! ;D Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: snoopy1239 on September 28, 2005, 02:17:30 AM You may wish to modify that last line be4 certain blondites get hold of it. ;) :D
Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: RED-DOG on September 28, 2005, 02:20:56 AM Told you
Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: Robert HM on September 28, 2005, 02:45:01 AM Observant snoppi. Like it.
Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: RED-DOG on September 28, 2005, 04:13:55 AM Chili, does this remind you of anyone? ;) Don't mind me, I'm just winding you up
Ok, so I spit occasionally I don't always wear a ton of makeup I don't like talk of soap and husbands I don't have long shiny nails I crack my knuckles and I fight with the boys I run with the boys and climb up trees I drive real fast down a crowded highway I snap my gum and annoy the players with my smart-boyish attitude I hawk up luggies, and spit at signs I watch gory movies and swear like a sailor. I hang with the big boys and smirk at the lil' girls Im a tomboy... what else can i say? Regardless of my tomboyish outlook on life I do have sum feelings I cry occasionally and I laugh with the girls I dress up to go out and i wear my hair in braids I have sleep overs and gossip about boys... but I just don't get why I have to be treated differently cos I'm a tomboy. Do I not have feelings? Emotions? Thoughts? Do I not have real hair, real fingernails, a real body? Just cos I'm unlike those girls that are fake with their bleached blonde hair and their press on nails and their $1000 lyposuction.. doesn't mean i'm not a real girl just tryin to fit into this man created man oriented man crazed world. I'm a tomboy but I'm the only tomboy u'll ever meet than can still spit in a skirt and heels swear like a salior at a wedding with a beautiful dress on and cum home to look in the mirror and smile. I smile cos I know I'm an individualist I smile cos I know I'm a tomboy.. I'm not a priss I'm not a sissy lil brat I don't cry about everything I'm not afraid to play with fire or handle blood or get hurt but yet I'm a girl all at the same time. I'm a tomboy without any standards for living. I'm careful and curtious I'm witty and adventurous and i still can sit down and write a good poem and talk on the phone for hours after a night out with the boys playing poker and smoking. What else can I say? I'm not like most girls... I'm a Tomboy. Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: M POWER on September 28, 2005, 08:18:24 AM Chili Somes people just don't know when to stop.
Standing up for yourself takes Balls and shows you've got spunk. Well Done Regards M Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: Chili on September 28, 2005, 01:46:03 PM hehe thanks M! Red - where did you get those words from?? Awesome lines, about 80% me i reckon.
Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: tikay on September 29, 2005, 04:50:37 AM Hey, Chilli is ALL woman, don't care what anyone says. Bears a striking resemblance to Barry Neville, I'm told. Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: Junior Senior on September 29, 2005, 09:10:45 AM chilli! - i think you should get em off your case once and for all and post a piccie! - not for my benefit though - i know your a bird, but some of these fellas just need convincing ;D
Title: Re: RED DOG Post by: TightEnd on September 29, 2005, 09:17:33 AM Chili
Picture. Now. Grunt. P.S Please! |