Wears the gear stick
If I'm following a car being driven in a gay way, I enter into a mental conversation with the driver.
- Me:
You know, you'd find driving a lot easier if you took the gear stick out of your butt.
- Them:
I'm taking it up the arse as we speak!
And, sometimes, I sing a little song, to the tune of You Light Up My Life:
You drive like a fag I bet you're gay With a small willy You drive like a queer The problem's you're here In front of me You drive like a fag
At least it makes me feel a little better.
The post title harks back to an old pun. Two nuns are sharing a bath. One asks: where's the soap?
The other replies: yes, it does, doesn't it?