An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
They felt real enough Billy Boy thought to himself; but he remembered what happened last time. They had felt real then too, and looked it so he he had paid his money to the pretty girl but when he got her clothes off he was met with "the wrong end of the sow". The pretty girl wasn't a girl at all but she wasn't a guy either. Billy Boy had left broke, bruised and confused. There was a reason his friends called it Tranny Alley but Billy Boy knew his future lay there. It would be different this time he told himself...but it wasn't
Wow, a TSA training photo from the 1950's? A rare find indeed.
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