Let me set the stage here for you before I get into it. There's a couple things you can't tell from the photo (and I'll take full responsibility for it, since this is admittedly a half-assed photo and I'm making a call-to-arms for full-fledged effort, but let's move on). This is actually a guy, probably about 20, decked out in a knee-length pink dress. Secondly, this guy has some disgustingly hairy legs poking out from underneath that dress. Some high-quality nastiness, let me tell you.
So here's the deal. You want to be a guy that dresses up like a woman? Fine. Be my guest. I'm not gonna stop you. But let's quit half-assing it, ok? I mean, this guy had (given, it was a shitty dress) taken the time to find the dress, get a matching shoulder bag (also not pictured) and gone as far as putting a pretty little pink bow in his hair. But the real show of effort would have been shaving your legs. That's the hard part. That's the part that says "I care." And he just said "fuck it." Well, I'm tired of "fuck it." Let's put some god damn effort into it people.
Just imagine how this kid's dad feels. Every Christmas he's gotta send out a holiday card to friends and family with a picture of everyone gleefully huddled around the tree--Dad, his glowing wife, loyal dog, and then there's Junior's nutsack poking out from underneath his reindeer skirt cuz he was too lazy to put some Santa panties on.
Well, here's a news flash for you, fancy boy. There are two things every dad wants of his son: 1) Be a man. 2) Whatever it is, give it 110%. Well, you've clearly stripped him of any chance of the first. So let's at least throw him a bone here and try to salvage some kind of relationship. Let's see some effort. Get some nair, tuck your fucking sack back and own it. If you're gonna be a bitch, be a bitch! Otherwise you're just another douche in a dress.
