I'm Ugly- shlurky-shlurky-I'm UGLy-shlurky-shlurky-shlurkyshlurkyshlurky- Oooooooh itsss So Heavy Fat and Lonnnng daddy ,, But-buh-buh-buh-buhbuhbbb-b- but I don't need. Even though I was only twenty, Ryan was twenty-one and took me to this old biker bar. Ryan's uncle owned it and told Ryan that if I could serve my country, I sure the hell could have a beer. In fact, he told me that my drinks were free for the rest of the night.Ryan said the bar was pretty tame nowadays. We each were drinking a beer and started playing pool. He pointed over to Milton, who was sitting on a bar stool and told me he was one tough dude. He went on to tell me a little about Milton.. Like I said, I was always different in every way." Damn. I thought I had it rough. I can't imagine being trans on top of all that shit. Not being able to fit yourself into a group...any group. You're white, but a really freaky kind of white. At least I could fit in with the other black k**s." Well, being black and trans couldn't have been easy." It wasn't. 'Faggy little boys' don't do well in the 'hood. It's weird. You'd think that having a shared history...you know, the personal racism,.Read More
