I was thinking of going there. But I struck again,

meaning I went simple. I'm simpleton. It was easier to not go there.

But you're right. And with me PBAOA would apply, since I am very occasionally attracted to feminine looking males--not to be confused with those fucking moron "fem-acting" queers. I hate that. You know what I mean--the idiots who make a conscious effort every second of their waking life to talk and walk and dress and act in a flambuoyantly diva-ish way, waving their hands all around and god forbid if they go snapping their fingers? They annoy the hell out of me. I wanna throw eggs at them or something.