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Am I Gay?

I hate the word homophobia. It’s not a phobia. You’re not scared. You’re an asshole.

Morgan Freeman
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Hear me out. I am not attracted to dick. Never in my life have I been attracted to dick. However, here’s a thought. Now entertain me for just a minute and you’ll see where I’m coming from.

I believe that people who are Gay or part of the LGBTQ community are real. They are the way they are. It is not a choice. It is what they feel. It is real. Now, as established by my previous blog posts, I have not been in an intimate situation ever.

Now what if instinctively I am gay but I have yet to figure that out? What if I find myself in a position where my instincts take over and I am gay? I could be in a room with a shirtless Henry Cavill. He towers over me. How confidently can I say that I will not let him embrace me in those welcoming arms? How confident am I to say No Mr. Cavill, I do not want to sleep with you?

I don’t know.

Maybe when that instinct takes over I might sleep with him. At the moment I would say no but I am not in that situation. There is no emotional connection. I am not overwhelmed by all the emotions that would come up in an intimate situation whether that is with a man or a woman.

Let me try to explain it in simpler terms. Now before you ostracise me, this is how it works in my head so try not to take it personally.

Now, if you were to ask me if I was to steal money I would reply with a resounding “Hell Naw.” However, what would actually happen if I was in a situation that tempted me to actually steal money. What if the conditions were different? If there was a million dollars in the middle of the street would I take that money for myself or report it to the police? If I took it is that considered stealing? What if I was under crippling debt? What if my family was starving at home? What if I had no home and lived on the streets?

Likewise, what situation would turn me gay? Would a kiss count as me being gay? How charming is Ryan Reynolds in real life? How long has it been since I have been in a relationship? Do I immediately vibe romantically with Ryan Reynolds? I don’t know the answer to these questions.

Let me try to explain it in another way.

As a kid there were plenty of things we did not like. I did not like eating lasagna and pizza. Now lasagna and pizza are my favourite foods. Using the same logic, until I try some dick I don’t know if I am gay or not. I have only ever played with one dick and I enjoyed it. My dick is gorgeous. I love it. How do I know I will not enjoy the experience without giving it a try? Life is all about experiences. Maybe this is one that I need to have.

 Now before you ride my dick (see what I did there?) I want to clarify that this is another attempt at being funny. I don’t fully understand what being part of the LGBTQ community is like and what they go through in life.

All I know is that no one is going to risk getting persecuted, discriminated against, abused and killed if what they felt was not real. We need to stop diminishing their struggles and acknowledge them. We need to provide them with a safe society and community to live in. We need to learn to love one another. To understand that reality comprises of everyone’s realities not just your own.

Learn to understand each other. Learn to love each other.

P.S Irrespective of how you feel about the LGBTQ community you have to acknowledge one thing, THEY ARE FABULOUS. I don’t care what you think about them, you cannot deny this fact. All you need to do is watch RuPaul’s drag race to understand what I am talking about. The drama, the dresses and the style are all amazing. Check out Courtney Act’s IG account and tell me that she is not impressive. It still amazes me how that is actually a man.

Je Suis Un Virgin

“Being a Virgin in this day and age is something to be proud of, you’re like a unicorn.”

Shirley to Annie on the TV Show Community
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Well strap a carrot onto my forehead and slap my Hiney because I’m a Unicorn baby.  Here’s another detail about my life that is irrelevant and unnecessary but fuck it.

Hehehehe “Butt fuck.”

As surprising as it may sound, a hunk like me is still a virgin. I’m 27 and you must be wondering how have I managed to stay a virgin for so long despite having all the honeys doing whatever they can to get some of this sugar. How have I managed not to give my flower to anyone despite being so sexy? Let me enlighten you my friends.

Firstly, I am a man of God.

That booty may be fire but it ain’t hotter than Hell. I am not risking going to hell. 10 seconds of booty time will lead to an eternity in hell. Is that trade off worth it? Hell naw. Y’all must be out here like “Wow, this guy IS a virgin cuz that booty sure as hell is worth it.” To that I say, join me my brothers and sisters. Together we shall make our way into heaven.

Secondly, I use the terms honeys (ladies), sugar (my love), dope and thebomb.com.

While the boys sure appreciate these terms, the honeys do not. Now that I think about it, the boys have not offered their booties to me…Are they really my boys if they haven’t done that yet?

Am I going to change myself for the honeys? Hell naw. We out here chilling like villains. I’d rather stay authentic than sell myself out for some booty. It’s all about integrity and “respek.”

Thirdly, I am a certified “gangsta”.

Look at my IG. You can see all that fresh drip…dripping off me. I have major cojones and need a girl that can vibe with that. That intimidates the ladies. I am so fuck-able that, it has entirely backfired, and I am equally un-fuck-able. I am a living breathing paradox. Life is a cruel mistress but we’re still out here chilling.

Fourthly, I am a gentleman.

You have to wine and dine ME to get some of this loving.

“No thank you ma’am. I am a gentleman and will not fondle your breasts no matter how much you may insist.”

Women no longer have the patience for the process. They just want to get a good bang for their buck and move on. You have to seduce me. Make me want you. I am here for the long run and women are scared of that commitment.

Fifthly? I never had a mobile phone.

I got my first phone at the age of 23 for work. It wasn’t even for myself. It’s not like my parents were against me having a phone throughout my childhood. In fact they really wanted to get a phone. I was opposed to the idea of having a phone. I didn’t like the idea of being on the “grid”. I didn’t want to be available 24/7 for anyone to contact me.

Now if I was smooth, I could’ve used that to my advantage. I could’ve tried to create a persona where I was a man of mystery. A man of few words. Unfortunately, I was neither that smart nor that smooth to A- conceive the idea and B – actually execute it. In fact this wasn’t even an idea I came up with on my own at the age of 27. A good friend of mine told me that this was a possibility… Oh well.

I now realise that this may have been detrimental in both making friends and finding a girlfriend. While everyone was connecting on WhatsApp or Facetime, your boy over here was too busy watching movies, tv shows, anime or gaming. While everyone was socialising and interacting over the internet I was too busy in my own world. No wonder I had a difficult social life during school, college and even university.

Now for all those wondering how I was contacted by my parents and what little friends I had, well that was only possible by 3 ways. The first was through MSN until that died. The second was through FB Messenger. Both these options were only possible if I was at a computer or laptop with internet so basically if I was already at home.

The third, and you guys will love this, was through calling the friend I was hanging out with. If my parents or my friends knew who I was going to be hanging out with, they would call that person who would then give me their phone and voila, you have now reached me.

If the friend I was with, was for some reason unable to answer his phone, my parents did not hesitate at all to contact his parents to get to me. In hindsight I was just being an idiot and made my own life much more difficult.

I feel like you’ve all picked up on the fact that the reason why I am a virgin and have never had a relationship is because I tend to shoot myself in the foot by being an idiot.

Sixthly? And I guess my first and only serious point, I don’t want to bother the ladies by asking them out.

I feel like women go through a lot and the last thing they need is another guy asking them out or putting them in a position where they feel uncomfortable. I am also very bad at picking up hints so for all I know women have been trying to tell me they like me but that hasn’t worked out yet.

I’m going to go off a tangent here but why don’t women just shoot their shot? It would be so much easier for women to go out with the guys they want if they took that chance. If a woman was to ask a guy out, the chances of him saying yes are very high. It’s a win-win situation. Whipping your hair or fluttering your eyes at the guy you like, hoping he’s going to notice is probably not going to work.

Unless it does work and I’m the only idiot here.

I know women are scared of getting hurt just like men are. Some women may have to be more cautious for their own safety as well. I’m just saying it would take the pressure off me if women who found me attractive (statistically there has to be at least one) would just shoot their shot with me.

Lastly, I am very delusional.

In reality I have an intimacy issue with women that probably stems off my rocky distant relationship with my mother. I do not possess the cojones that I have mentioned in point number 3.

I am terrified of women and the idea of a relationship, that I actively choose to do everything I can to be as unappealing as possible. I try my best so that they may deem me as an unfit and unsuitable partner and “bingo bango” I won’t get into a relationship. This way I will never have to deal with my issues. Refer to points 1-4 for proof of how I do this.

“I embrace my virginity” said every virgin ever.

If you think you have what it takes to change my mind feel free to hit me up on my socials or drop a comment below. If you think you have what it takes to change my sexual status, feel free to hit me up. I will probably hide and avoid talking to you if you were to actually send me a message.

For all the readers out there, who can’t pick up on the tone of the article (like me with women), I would like to clarify that this is a satirical article. I am joking…to a certain extent. As J. Cole says in his song Fire Squad “All good jokes contain true shit.”

Feel free to leave comments below to educate people, yes even myself, on the daily struggles that women go through every day.