Last night I came home from a great night out mostly talking business and life with a close friend I hadn’t seen in way too long and this greeted me along my walk home from the train:
The other day on my bus ride home from work, my eyes spied a book peeking up from another rider’s bag. I tried to take a better picture but I didn’t want to be too obvious about being a creeper and taking pictures of strangers’ belongings.
I had to take the picture though, because I am really curious to know what the rest of the title is:
I know what it’s not: A Gay Man’s Guide to Being Discreet
When you think about it though, the possibilities are endless and glorious.
A Gay Man’s Guide to:
Choosing the Right Glitter
Insults That Sting
Picking Up Fag Hags (or Choosing The Right Fag Hag)
Shopping at Old Navy
See? Isn’t that fun? I could do this all day. What do you hope the title ending is?