There is a cat named Harley that lives at the paint shop near to my work. He is such a butch little cat. A tuxedo, and so obviously a tom on first sight, he marches around the neighborhood keeping the one other kitteh (a young apricot male) in line and getting pets from passerby. This little kitteh in his buffalo stance reminds me of Harley.
This guy is butch too.
Butch is hot.
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Ok, you did it, you actually made me laugh! (I just can't picture you saying "butch is hot" haha!)
I wonder what those tattoos are...
Years ago I used to be heading across downtown and someone would catch my eye and I'd think 'damn, he is hot!' and then get closer and exclaim 'damn, it's just Heather'. Heather was my dyke friend (long after I first started noticing her) and she looked just like a guy. A really hot, masculine guy. All the gay boys knew who she was because she always fooled us for a minute 'til we got a closer look. I miss her. She and her girlfriend moved away. They were such great folks and we had so much fun running the bar downtown together.
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