So I was listening to the Dresden Dolls and it made me think of the time last year when my best friend put me in a Dresden Doll-esque outfit (stripes, black, conbat boots and this big star shaped beauty mark on my face) for a photoshoot. It was great fun and while we we walking around downtown some guy in a car shouted "Dyke!" out his window. This made me laugh.
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How many times have you been called a dyke now, Iz?
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