Lewd. Loud. Irreverent. Gay. Woof.
I spy a "Human Rights Campaign" polo shirt. And a rainbow hand towel on one of the gold club carts.But gays don't golf.Or do they?
Funny, it's also on current's Infomania segment: "That's Gay" which include a couple of gay targeted ads.
I saw this on TV and mentioned it to the partner the other night. LOVED it
Oh and some of us that are employed selling things to "the old boys" are forced to golf a couple of times a year. I just try to channel my inner lesbian, try not to scream like a little girl when I sink a nice putt and pray I don't look like the uncoordinated kid nobody wanted on their dodge ball team off the first tee when everyone is watching.
Gays might not golf, ryan charisma, but golf certainly helped turn ME gay. I still remember my father hauling me to his club to play, and then the locker and shower room afterwards. Now, granted, the men would do nothing for me today, but back then... they were men, and they were NAKED. Or in white towels, shaving at the sink.I still can't smell talcum powder without being transported back.
Well, Orbitz may <3 gays but, shhhh, don't tell anyone, let's just be really, really subtle about it, 'K?
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