"Boa... vou já a correr ver 27 páginas de resultados de imagens para a pesquisa no google por "bridal gown".
Prometo que depois também pensei em todas aquelas coisas da igualdade, na problemática da adopção e isso tudo.. mas confesso... a primeira imagem que me saltou para a mente tinha a minha Vanessa vestida de fatinho branco agarrada a mim e ao meu enorme vestido preto com estrelinhas....
:P
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Ainda no tema, enquanto visitava o blog da Nightcrawler, o Days Gone By fiquei a saber que agora há uma publicação "dedicada a estudos e publicações sobre a temática lésbica" e inscrevi-me hoje na LES Online.
Já estive a ler alguns dos arquivo (ainda não tem muitos.. é novinha em folha) e parece que poderão surgir dali informações interessantes. Espero que finque pé e que cresça.
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Entretanto entrei no blog da Miss Glitering, Às Nove No Meu Blog escangalhei-me a rir com a imagem escolhida para o post mais recente :
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E por fim... recebi isto no e-mail:
Q: What do you get when you have 50 politicians and 50 lesbians all in the same room?
A:100 people who don't do dick.
A:100 people who don't do dick.
Q. How can you tell if a lesbian is butch?
A. Instead of KY she insists on using WD40. (Oh amor, se não fosses tu eu não tinha percebido esta! :P)
A. Instead of KY she insists on using WD40. (Oh amor, se não fosses tu eu não tinha percebido esta! :P)
Q: what did one lesbian vampire say to the other?
A: see you next month
Heather invited her mother over for dinner. During the meal, her mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful Heather's roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of Heather's sexuality and this only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two women interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Heather and the roommate than met the eye.
Reading her mom's thoughts, Heather volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Suzy and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Suzy came to Heather and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
Heather said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."
So she sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."
Several days later, Heather received a letter from her mother which read:
"Dear Daughter, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Suzy, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Suzy. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now."
"Love - Mum"
She had long been suspicious of Heather's sexuality and this only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two women interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Heather and the roommate than met the eye.
Reading her mom's thoughts, Heather volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Suzy and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Suzy came to Heather and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
Heather said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."
So she sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."
Several days later, Heather received a letter from her mother which read:
"Dear Daughter, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Suzy, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Suzy. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now."
"Love - Mum"
One night a son went to his father and said "Dad can I talk to you for a minute?"
Father: Ok son, what's going on?
Son: Dad, I'm gay.
*The father is shocked, but takes a deep breath and says*
Father: It's ok son, I love you no matter what.
*Son hugs his father, relieved*
Son: Thank you Dad!
Later that night the father's second son comes to him.
Son2: Dad can I talk to you for a minute?
Father: ...Ok son, what's going on?
Son2: Dad, I'm gay.
Father: What? Both of you?! I can't believe it! Doesn't ANYBODY in this house sleep with women anymore?!!
His daughter walks by... Dad, can I talk to you for a minute?...
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