I had what I call ‘giraffe proportions’, gangly, tall. Amy was average height with the whole hourglass figure. I was a social recluse, she was a social butterfly. I came out as asexual at age fifteen and she told me quite often during our teen years that I was a freak and could never be loved.
Then three years ago she calls me out of the blue to invite me to her wedding.
my parents: don’t worry sweetie you’ll understand when you move out and have a house of your own 🙂
me, in this economy: a what
my parents: don’t worry sweetie you’ll understand when you get married and have a husband 🙂
me, a known gay: a what
my parents: don’t worry sweetie you’ll understand when you start a family and have your first baby 🙂
me, an asexual: A WHAT
my parents: our little girl is growing into a woman! me, a nonbinary: a what
my parents: our boy is growing into a strong man me, a nonbinary: a what
my parents: can you tell us the SI unit of power, equivalent to one joule per second, corresponding to the power in an electric circuit in which the potential difference is one volt and the current one ampere?
me: a watt
the large man who just obliterated my front door: you’re a wizard harry
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