Coming unglued
I’m sitting outside at Royal Garden Plaza today, watching the people walk by and I started looking at Thai boys and wondering if they would make a pretty ladyboy or not.
Not in a sexual way, but literally I was wondering which of them could transform into a pretty transsexual.
This was the first time I’ve found myself with such thoughts.
“This boy would have to take out his adams apple.”
“That boy needs a nose job.”
“That boy over there, he is so feminine all he needs is long hair and a dress.”
And so on and so forth.
Right about then, ladyboy Noot walks up to me and says she heard that Jenny “boxed me” in the eye. Noot laughed, grabbed my cock and walked off in only a manner that a ladyboy can do. I like to call it, the ladyboy strut.
I called Jenny and asked her why she insists on running her mouth about everything to everyone. Her reply was, “Mis-ter Dee, I box you in eye too mut, you speak no good”, then she grunted and hung up the phone.
Then I called John and asked him what the fuck was going on with his bully sidekick and he warned me that she was, at that very second, putting her shoes on to come find me and “box” me again.
I honestly fear this is going to end badly.