I was once called a prude and that I act like a very conservative middle aged woman. -_- Well it's not my fault fun things happen at nighttime. That's when I sleep.
I can be fun... Look:
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Okay I'm going to brush my tongue now.
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along about the end of the 90's there seemed a quiet small change in the gay population. When the current one retires I dont think another Lady Gaga will re surface. Gay ts just a sexual preference and good or bad we are blending into the general fray.
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I agree with East's impressions of what is a prude. Personally, I'm rather boring since I don't drink or smoke or fuck random people. However, I also don't really care if people want to fuck random people, I encourage it if it is what is best for them in that moment.
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A prude is someone who gets offended when I talk.
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To me, a prude is someone who is so uptight about being proper, modest, polite etc... that they react with disgust or criticism to anything anyone around them does that doesn't fit their ideals of what people should do.
The old lady that gives you a stop smoking lecture outside Wal Mart despite never having met her. The man that yells "whore or floozy" out the car window at a woman wearing short shorts. The boss that scowls at you because you couldn't help but burp or fart in a meeting you weren't permitted to leave. The partner that never undresses with the lights on, and thinks you are immodest when you wear shorts that don't come to your knees, etc...
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I think it comes with a person's level of maturity.
For example, when i am in a business lunch meeting with a potential client and see a sexy waiter, in my mind i'm say, "Oh my what a hottie"......but my client will never know. I can talk about business, football and politics as needed in such a situation - but I'm respectful of my role and position in the company and conduct myself accordingly.
Same situation, but this time its meeting gay buddies for lunch, and yeap, sometimes i can "flame on" and say some crass wholey inappropriate statment like, "Guys, look at him...i'd crack him like a shotgun and f#@k him up the a$$" ahahah.
And then there are the post-work-friday happy hours i have (almost every friday) with a select group of co-workers who know i'm gay, love me for who i am and on any given friday i can bounce between being a filthy-mouthed trucker-esqe-somewhat-effeminate joker to entering into 10 minute diatribes about business, our company, it's managers and executives.
The real issue is having the maturity to know WHEN to say WHAT around WHO!
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