Bucha de Mierda

This post will be in english, so bear with it.

I haven't posted lately, because first of all I'm too fucking lazy. Also, I've been reading a few blogging tips and perhaps I'm contemplating changing my blog to wordpress.


I'm going to start off with a rant. Yes, an ol' fashioned good ol' rant against Dykes. Not to strive too much into generalizations, but Jesus on a fucking soap box cart, I am so fucking tired of macho-attitude, ball-busting, i'm-special-so-please-bow-down Dykes that I've stumbled upon lately, specially in this year's gay parades in San Juan and Cabo Rojo.

No I don't celebrate gay Parade as much of them do. I went because I feel like at least I'm making a statement. And we deserve our respect. But the dictonomy here is that gay parades have turned into some kind of freak show, specially Cabo Rojo's, where most dykes and fags were making fun of Drag Queens when they were parading into the crowd.

I mean, ok they look somewhat weird, but aren't you in the same boat? That's fucked up yo.

Bucha de Mierda. Yes you, the ones that wouldn't let us sleep at night with your macho attitude and your shit for brains conversations of scrotum-less macho love and pathetic relationship frustrations.

They spent the whole night yelling and arguying. They parked their cars in the worst spots, making it almost impossible for us to move around the beach house, and NO!!!! God Forbid you ask for them to move their cars because they gave us their shitty attitude and stares.

Me, being stupid and courteous, passed by one of them and said "Buenos Dias" but to no avail. No nod with the head, not a slightest effort of being human. So I guess that meant war.

I went to my car to get my camera, climbed the stairs and waiting for the disgusting dyke to be distracted. Once the moment came up, I couldn't hesitate... my plan was set in motion, so I snapped a shot.




Here you can see what kind of disgusting creature it was. The loser type.
Lol @ the boxers and the utterly repulsive birthmark.