How gay is that?
I just walked over to the gas station to get a sugar fix. Pulling away from the store as I walked up was a guy in a Jeep Wrangler . . . with a Yorkie on his lap. Sad thing is, in this county, assuming it is his dog and assuming he is gay, the odds that he knows it are pretty low.
o.k., scratching Jeep off my list of viable options when car hunting. Note to self: Have yorkie put down. Buy Labrador.
Honey, you could be driving a Ford F-150 with a German shepherd in the back and that would just make you a a size queen.
To paraphrase Jeff Foxworthy: If you’re driving a Jeep Wrangler with a Yorkie on your lap, you’re either gay, or you’re married.
I’ve been known to drive the odd farm vehicle or two and the occasional pick ‘em up truck. I can be butch if the ocassion warrants. Which is rare these days. Once you’re out you don’t have anything to prove.
Nothing to prove, but every reason to be yourself…in whatever form that takes. I can take the Jeep easier than the rat dog…
What’s wrong with Yorkies. I knew you hated our dog!
No, honey. I just said they were very gay. Which means he is the perfect dog for you. :-*