I started blogging in February 2003 and have made it habit to blog almost everyday. This page is where I note down my thoughts, opinions and critique of almost everything. Please note that this is an adult blog and would require the reader to be thick-skinned. Oh, and some of the stuff here may be gay related so proceed at your own risk. No refund given for offence taken.
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Tuesday, December 30, 2003
FAG POWER
Rummaging through my cupboard on Sunday morning for a longer fin to fit under my board, I found a bunch of useless stuff collected through the years. One in particular was a t-shirt which I had bought as a gift for a friend while on holiday a few years back. It was a simple white t-shirt with a Tag Heuer logo that said "Tag Power" instead of "Tag Heuer".

Since I haven't given it to anyone, I decided to pass it to my mom instead. After all, it is baggy enough for her to use during her early morning exercises. So I dumped it on the couch in the living room before dashing out of the house and to the beach.

Today as I was leaving for work, I ran into her in the living room while she was watching the telly. Seeing the t-shirt lying on the couch in its original position since Sunday, I told her that I was giving it to her. She then asked me what was printed on it as she didn't want to wear something embarrassing and be laughed at. Apparently, that had happened to one of her friends and she wasn't too keen on the idea of going through that.

Taking up the t-shirt, I had a proper look at the logo and saw to my shock and embarrassment that it didn't say "Tag Power" at all. Instead, it read "Fag Power". What the...!? Why the hell didn't I take a proper look at the t-shirt before dumping it on the couch?

Laughing to myself, I told her that maybe it wasn't such a great idea after all. I don't think it's nice of me to secretly make her a member of P-FLAG without her knowledge.

Laughing along with me, she thanked me for my intention and trusted my judgement on it while recounting her friend's experience at the same time.

Phew... fortunately for me, she's totally unfamiliar with modern gay colloquialism.

Or is she?

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