Peachy Motorcycle Cop Buttocks and Gay Cannibal Rats

Peachy Motorcycle Cop Buttocks and Gay Cannibal Rats

On Thursday afternoon after school  , Steff and I headed off to a lunch at this  South American restaurant in Clear Lake  called "Chabucas".


Basically  you  get to choose hunks of assorted roasted carcass with spices and sauces plus  some  fruits  that arrive at your table with the spit still attached carried by dark haired  friendly faced waiters  with  assorted Latino accents. 


I never eat enough of the meat for the amount they charge ,  so I didn't get the Full Rodezio ( as it's called), just a sampler plate with salad bar.


A few minutes into our meal these  cops come inside in  full regalia :


black uniforms, leather coats, and bitch boots  .


As they wandered  over to the salad bar with plates and no coats  , I noticed that one of them had an absolutely  exquisitely rounded ass.


I have never seen a man in real life  with such a fine looking peach of a rear end.


Nearly made me drop my manioc cheese biscuit.


I pointed  it out surreptitiously to Steff and we  giggled appreciatively  ...


Yesterday  I was recounting the restaurant  incident ( I don't know why I chose  my parents  to recount this to , momentary idiocy  is all I can claim ) , and my Dad  was sitting there sort of glazedly staring at his coffee cup  in his robe and PJ's.


Of course I wasn't crass or anything like that  , I just noted the  nice  "roundness" of this  steel riding warrior's, em, hiney .


Now comes the reaction , from my Dad the  Bathrobe  Philosopher :


" That's the problem with men and women's relationships these days.Too much emphasis on physical appearance." We talked a bit back and forth after that  , but I am certain he noticed my Mom's  cute figure back in 1962, and he  is just a hypocrite  if he doesn't cop to it !


As the day progressed, Steff and I tackled the issue of gay marriage  with him as well.


* What were we thinking *


We are all certified flaming heterosexuals  in this house,  and  they   spat out the same basic contra same-sex marriage rhetoric , while we tried to  show what we believed .


Then my Dad drags out this old rat maze study  out to try and support his ideas.


Maybe you have heard of this one :


A  study about of this bunch of rats  , who after  becoming  overpopulated  began to "turn" gay  and then ultimately eat each other.


"A sign of the end times for sure ", he said  with alot of emphasis.


He kept citing incidences in nature, and I just  realized that I have come a long way from just a few years ago in this  arena of thought .


We  are free religious in our beliefs here , so we usually handpick and chose  what we   believe to be true for us.


I was always uncomfortable with homosexuality , and didn't understand it.


However, there have been gay people and  cannibalism for thousands of years , so how that  all ties into the upcoming Apocalypse-  I just don't get somehow .


Sometimes  you just have to accept that something just is.


One day I put myself into a gay person's shoes for a few minutes , and it just made me see things differently.


* Although I think cannibalism is totally unnecessary, and very gauche*


 In the end we each held stubbornly to our own beliefs and could  not sway each other, while  labels  were  spewed; they called us "naive" and we called them "close -minded".


I liked the verbal sparring with the parents, because  it's good to  talk about things  that are not tied to everyday life  in particular.


Get the gray cells  churning, stir  up  those lazy molecules.


Also  I like to remind them  that although they have things to teach us being our elders ,we also have brains of our own, and are in fact adults and not their clones. 

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