It's the thought that counts.

Jun 18, 2007 16:57

So my mom calls me up on her way home from work. It's her last week there, and she's training a summer student to take over for the next month ( Read more... )

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kthulhu June 19 2007, 00:16:07 UTC
Just tell her the only woman for you is from a remote, impoverished Cambodian mountain village, because she'd be old-fashioned and spiritual and not prone to the shallow materialism of Western-influenced women. You'll need to buy a bottle of whiskey, a bunch of metal lighters, and some pretty beads to show your mom the proof of your future "marriage offer".

If you want to be a cruel bitch about it, you could go out for coffee, do a six month relationship, and then claim that this Cyndi gal made you irrevocably gay (or super bisexual, if you want insurance to avoid the "this girl will cure your gay" route).

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firstcrusader June 19 2007, 01:14:55 UTC
Do it, but only if Cyndi is in on it from the beginning. It wouldn't be fair to the poor girl to use her as a pawn like that without at least letting her know what she's getting into.

Actually, you should find some lesbian who hasn't come out and go that route. It would be mutually beneficial!

...I take it you haven't told your mother yet?

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_ithaqua_ June 19 2007, 01:16:20 UTC
...it's the big pink elephant in the corner of the room.

She knows, but she doesn't know, if you catch my drift.

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flint_the_dwarf June 19 2007, 07:24:50 UTC
That's what I'm thinking. I swear one of my co-managers is "dating" a lesbian, and he's gay. The whole affair is a cover-up, but no one can tell. They have shown affection, but I've never seen them kiss. Logic says that's just because the work environment is oppressive, but fantasy says they aren't physically attracted.

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fawnshady June 20 2007, 04:28:35 UTC
I hope you don't take offense, but that ending made me smile.

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