I would never date a man who hates Beyoncé
I am a gay black man from Houston, Texas. Beyoncé is my Lord and gyrator. She is the beginning, end and body roll to me.
I know it’s the silly season but I wasn’t aware that The Guardian was celebrating it by commissioning articles on the greatest stereotype.
I mean, seriously? A whole article about the black gay man who:
But the one I most adamant about sticking to – and I have encouraged everyone I know to act accordingly: I will never date another person who does not like Beyoncé.
What next? Economics articles that insist the magic money tree does exist, something from the lezzer insisting that all heterosexual sex is rape and perhaps something insisting that all white people are wacist? Or, of course, labiaplasty is equal to cutting a bird’s clitoris off.