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Showing posts with label Montevideo. Show all posts

Uruguayan boys are all a bunch of crossdressers!

October 4, 2011: I have noticed that the boys in Uruguay seem to be taught to crossdress at a very young age � to be more precise�from my understanding, it starts the first day they go to school. The uniforms seem to be universal: A white doctor looking coat with a large loose bow around the neck � NOT a bow tie�but a bow.

How did this come about? As you are well aware�working women�s wardrobes have changed over the years, capitalizing on the behavior of men and their monkeylike behavior desiring to hump more than the common dog. Minimizing a large amount of needing material which resulted in shorter skirts and more ventilating tops�the large oversized loose feminine bow slowing worked its way out of the fashion industry for the modern day woman.

So what do you do with the surplus bows, which once represented the Woman�s Revolution? Well, for starters, you can use them for the holidays to pin or tape to some special present when giving dogs, horses, donkeys or even something like a bike or new Lexus.

Now�what do you do when you still have a surplus? It�s easy�you give some politician an untraceable �gift� and before you know it�it will become a required item for the public school systems uniform policy, recycling the never ending surplus while creating a country of crossdressers.

Even Polo, Banana Republic, Abercrombie & Fitch and other larger clothing companies have been scared to capitalize in this market without yet placing their brands on this stylish bow.

FYI: I so wanted you to see this bow, I had to take this photo in a child molester-like fashion from a park bench outside a mall. What I do for this blog at times amazes me.
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Tickity tickity tick tick tock�click

October 4, 2011: My backpack is ready to go. On Thursday morning, I will be leaving on a stretched bus as it takes me north, into the interior of Uruguay. To do what? I don�t quite yet know, though I would like to see where the cowboys and cowgirls live.

Perhaps in my free time, I will do a little research and see if the men in Uruguay lose their virginity with donkeys such as the young folk do in most other South America countries. I said I would stop my research many posts ago, but�I am curious only from a business standpoint. When my feminine donkey condom starts selling in stores throughout South America�it might be wise to also sell them in Uruguay.
In southern Uruguay, I have been continuing to do an enormous amount of people watching, going to almost every museum, park, McDonald�s and even a scantly clothed street functions while waiting to make an almost perfect entry in into Brazil. Since my Visa is limited with only a possibility to extend - not a guaranteed extension, I need to actually have somewhat of an imaginary trail when I cross the border.

With a rough plan on what I want to see, it looks like I will be exploring Brazil in a snake like fashion � meaning I will be going up, a little right, up, way left, up, way right, up, a little right and then way way way left. With all of these ups, rights and lefts�who knows�maybe I will get a little dizzy and find myself somewhere completely different.

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