A conversation with my brother, with two witnesses (this happened a couple weeks ago).
Brother] ... you lesbian.
Me] (Wait, he knows?) I am not a lesbian, for your information. (Not entirely.)
Brother] Well you dress like one.
(I was wearing jeans and a black T shirt)
Cousin] (a year older than me, pretty cool I guess) *gives my brother wth face*
Me] *Upset with my brother's idiocy, turns around to the car's last row of seats* There is such thing as a lipstick lesbian, by the way. Lipstick lesbians prefer more of a girly style, idiot-
Brother] DID YOU HEAR THAT MOM, SHE CALLED ME AN IDIOT!
Me] -and either way that doesn't prove a single thing about my sexuality, it just proves that I am not as comfortable in a skirt. Even still, I don't believe this truly applies to the so called "gender roles" that a lesbian couple may choose to play because there could be two lipstick lesbians in a relationship.
*slides back into seat*
Mother] ...
Cousin] ...
Brother] ......... Only a lesbian would know that .........
Me] MOTHER CAN I STAB HIM?!
Mother] HEY! Be nice to your brother.
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