Just in case you were dreaming of a white Christmas.
It’s Christmastime and if you are like me by now thanks to well-intended by clueless straight friends and family, you’ve got rainbows coming out of your ass. That’s a lot of re-gifting to do. Whatever happened to the traditional gift of giving a bar boy for Christmas? Since the holidays are all about traditions (even if they miss that important one) here’s some advertising from the better days of America you can use as a hint for those who insist on focusing on your gayness when selecting Christmas gifts:
The cool thing about gay Xmas light sets is that you don’t actually have to put them up. Just leave the box mounted by your front door. It helps keep Jehovah witnesses and Mormon missionaries from ringing your doorbell.
And they come down with very little pressure too.
Tickets for a gay cruise is a nice gift. When the on-board entertainment is a guy with puppets, not so much.
Ha! I new there was something suspicious about that mouse!
Kinda makes you wonder what else is easy on Santa’s throat.
And that is pretty gay. Especially since they had a dyke pose for the ad.
No comment.
‘Cuz nothing says Juicy Fruit like a bunch of horny sailors.
Betty is a lipstick lesbian and it has nothing to do with her period.
Now that marijuana is being legalized, I think it’s time to bring cocaine back to supermarket shelves too.
Okay, so the plastic bag your dry cleaning comes in is cheaper, but hey – whatever works!
Loved the trip down Memory Lane, and your comments made it perfect! Thanks!
Thanks George.
I kinda miss those smoking Santas too.