Rants & Raves of Jasmine’s Fiction

Pink- its my new obsession
Pink its not even a question,
Pink, on the lips of your lover, cause
Pink is the love you discover

-Steven Tyler

Pink Alert people!  If you eyes have problems adjusting to the font colour for the day, I’d suggest that you suck it up and deal with it because I have to on a daily basis.

No I’m not talking about La Vie En Rose (looking at life through rose tinted glasses; meaning everything is perfect).  I’m talking about men in pink clothes.  From pink shirts to pink tights, I’m about ready to scream (or retch) at the next guy I see wearing said rosy hue.

So why the pink obsession today?  I was talking to my British/Swedish/Chinese mate James on MSN and I commented on his title.  “THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS METROSEXUAL!  THERE IS ONLY GAY!”

You know what? I agree with him.  I used to tell my ‘metrosexual’ mates who would primp for hours in front of the mirror (ever tried fighting for bathroom space with said girly-boys with more hair and facial products than I do?) that they aren’t metrosexual.  They are gay-but-doesn’t-know-it-yet. 

James just laughed and replied:

“Well I’m just fed up going out with friends who wear pink t-shirts.  They are not even in casual pink.  It’s the really bright IN YOUR FACE pink.  I’m like, dude.  You look gay.”

Jasz:

“They are British boys.  Most of them are closet homos anyway.”  (To Justin and crew, you know I love all you fags!  No matter how much in denial you girly-boys are!)

James:

“I KNOW!  AND I HATE EXPLAINING TO CHICKS THAT MY FRIENDS AREN’T GAY!”

Jasz:

“Eh don’t bother.  The more chicks think that your mates are gay means more for you to pick up.  I just usually tell my pink dressed mates ‘honey, it ain’t cool to walk around looking like you got run over by a truck with a load of Barbie dye.  I swear.  It’s faggy.’”

James:

“You should tell it to my friends, they reckon the pink gets them girls.  I say - New Year’s eve, there’s me at a table chatting up some girl and her sister, and there are my friends, getting kicked out by the bouncers!”

Jasz:

“Just tell your mates that they are fags that are so far in the closet, they are discovering Narnia.”

—

Okay, I just want to clear the fact that I have no problems with gay people.  I have a lot of close mates who are gay and I love them all.  I love the colour pink too. Just like Lost; he wants the bright pink PSP with the blinged out pink Hello Kitty wallpaper motif.  I’m not ranting about them.

I’m ranting about the pretentious Beckham wanker wannabes, with their pseudo Mohawks, their diamond earrings and their upturned collar pink shirts.  AARGHHHHH!  And don’t give me the argument that it takes a real man to wear pink. I know it does.  These real men are also very upfront about their sexual preferences as well. And these men, don’t like girls.  Get over yourself.

Okay.  I’m done.  Back to black now.

Happy New Year to one and all!

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