Gay Divorce!

Posted by Miisoo Doll on April 27th, 2021

The first official Gay divorce has been announced with sobs and gasps being heard loud worldwide. This is tragic, but historical at the same time. It's also hysterical because we are talking about a gay divorce after all. This is an official divorce, the petite sex doll  Mc Coy between two lesbians who are fighting tooth and nail over their extensive vibrator collection. If they counted unofficial Gay divorces, they'd be counting from now on. And you know it! A love that was thought to be one to last forever didn't make it from happy ending to new beginning. Darn We now have one failed marriage on the docket to prove to Mr. And Mrs. Straightville that relationship wise, we're no different than they are in that department. With one gay divorce pending our official rate is way lower than theirs. Which makes them look like the ones who are incapable of having a relationship that's withstanding. My regrets go to the now unhappy couple who continued a love to a stage where we dream of appearing on. And are now exiting into a bitter custody battle over the truck, beer mug collection, pets, flannel shirts, boxer shorts, and the first season of "The L Word" on CD. My regrets also go out to their family and friends who are now caught in the middle making them children of divorce. It's a thin line between line and hate with these poor souls being made to choose sides. Since the couple is miserable, why should anyone else be happy?

There's nothing worse than a love gone wrong then becoming an ex-factor in someone's life. There's a huge hole in your heart that feels like it's been drop kicked in Texas. Reasons why love turns to hate with a bitter aftermath of the failed fact are numerous. It's painful when Fluffy doesn't want to play with Muffy anymore. Or when gravity stops working on your Mr. Universe who was once the King of your galaxy. It's all over when the cupcakes that made your mouth water are now pound cakes. Your sweet for the sweets turns sour when you catch your ex in bed with a twinkie (and not the one that Hostess makes!) It's sad when the apple of your eye turns rotten to the core with a coiled worm around it. It's postal when you want to put your mate in a crate and ship them far away as possible. With no return postage! It's pathetic when the love that once gave you a warm feeling inside chills you to the bone. It's time to say; "bye-bye" when the person who used to make you happy now has you depressed and on prozac. You know it's over when the joyful feeling begins to feel like a long, suffering, agonizing death. It's time to break out the Malox when the "hot dish" of your life gives you heartburn and indigestion. Then there's when the sweet sayings in passing go from "I LOVE YOU" to "celebrity sex dolls!" You know that it's over when you find yourself throwing a barstool through the juke-box because someone selected "your" song. Love don't live within you when you find yourself cussing out love songs being played on the radio or anywhere else. It's time to pack the bags and say good-bye, and if there's community property involved neither one is stepping one foot outside of the door.

Rather than pay high rent, you make life a living hell for your roommate who was once your lover. You get into things like donating all of their belongings to Goodwill, dueling lock changing, cooking with cyanide and other fine poisons, putting a security block on their favorite cable stations, and the ever popular hiding the remote control trick. Then let's not forget leaving their cell phone near an High School. Kids love to talk as long as the minutes aren't on them. Yes, girls and studs we go through the same hell that heterosexuals do in a relationship. Breaking up is a bummer of all bummers!