Bright Pink Cowboy Shirt
One of the few really nice sunny days in 2007, I was doing some shopping in the afternoon (after a few pints of cider over lunch with a friend, which might partly explain things), and I just liked it.

I got it home, got it out the bag, looked at it and realised I'd made a mistake straight away. It just wasn't very me - mainly because I wasn't a lumberjack on a Gay Pride march.

It sat in my wardrobe for months until one day when I bounded out of bed in the morning with a spring in my step and a song in my heart, flung open my wardrobe, saw it among the other, drab shirts, and just thought "Fuck it! It's the 21st Century, it's summer, it's London, if a man can't pull off a pink cowboy shirt on a sunny day like today, then when can he do it?".

I got about five minutes down the road to work before some kid standing outside school with his mates shouted at me.

"Oi, Brokeback Mountain, where's your boyfriend?"

I gave it to the Charity shop.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Sat 23 May 2009, 18:58, 4 replies)

kids eh?
i have received insults fromthe seventh level of hades from hideous people but the ones that hurt are the ones innocently presented by kids. (not intended to be insults).
(Discreditor wants the dream to come true, Sat 23 May 2009, 22:50, closed)

Cowboy shirt, ok. Pink, ok....
But both pink and cowboy?

ouch.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Sun 24 May 2009, 6:37, closed)

Hmm...
You're one classy girl.
(chrisdood Why yes, I am the shizzle, Tue 26 May 2009, 0:57, closed)

Now
that's fucking funny! Cheers!
( SpankyHanky, Tue 26 May 2009, 15:06, closed)