The Man came to fix the tracker in my car today.
And by "The Man", I don't mean a metaphorical gestalt entity representing the harsher side of corporate capitalism, but an actual homo sapiens-type man man.
He suffered from terrible Builder's Bum.
Yes, naturally I had to look.
It has been suggested that this "makes me" gay.
Anyone who has ever seen The Man's builder's bum will know it's far more likely that if I were gay, it would rapidly have "made me" heterosexual.
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