whats up fuckers its been a whole ass three years since i posted. kinda forgot this existed for a bit and im pretty sure my followers have halved since i was last here lul
i probably wont be using this page again so i hope y’all are doing well in these shitty times. black lives matter, and happy pride month <3
Tbh I’m really sick of cis women talking about creating all women spaces and saying “Oh yeah, and gay guys are invited obviously” before even considering or mentioning trans women.
You know what I changed my mind reblog this.
I. Do. Not. Want. Gay. Men. In. My. All. Women. Spaces.
Women? Yes. Trans women? Yes. Gay women? Yes. Bisexual women? Yes. All women? YES.
Men? No.
Regardless if they’re gay men, this is not a space for them. I couldn’t give a flying fuck who they’re sexually attracted to. That hasn’t stopped cis gay men from shutting down conversations or taking them over, or from behaving inappropriately and unsafely towards women.
Women need safe spaces where we can be women and talk about what’s important for and to us. Women need all women spaces.
Trans women more than welcome.
YES If I see that post about some utopian women-only gym where gay men are also invited but lesbians and trans women aren’t even mentioned ONE MORE TIME, I’m going to fucking strangle someone
“Bitch the pot” - Pour the tea (HOW RELEVANT IS THIS!?)
“Bang up the elephant” - Absolutely perfect; super stylish
“Well, that’s shot the bale” - Something that has missed the mark entirely
“Church-bell” - A woman prone to gossip
“Chuckaboo” - A dear friend, a bosom chum
“Beer and skittles” - A great time (see also: Irish Gaelic “craic”)
“Butter on bacon” - Something overdone or too extravagant
“Cupid’s kettle drums” - Breasts, particularly large ones
“Gigglemug” - A cheerful smiling face
All of these??? Make me smile??? They’re so weird and wonderful I love them??? Especially bitch the pot because that’s something I could totally hear myself saying…that and chuckaboo
I worked in a Victorian tea house in my youth and I’m telling you, you haven’t lived till you hear a the 98 year old lady (this was some 15 years ago) utter the words “bitch the pot” because it was what they used to say when the tea house first opened and it just sort of stuck through all the generations.
