Now, this is a bit of an oxymoron, but does anybody have a favourite derogatory label/name/term? I quite like 'Butt-pirate. I like the idea of a crew of camp pirates, in frilly clothes, sailing the seas, looking to 'ponder your booty'. Or 'Arse bandit'. Essentially the same thing, but old west banditos, riding around on their extremely well groomed horses, russlin up some booty. I don't find any of it offensive really. I mean, who wouldn't want to be a fairy? Prancing around with the forest folk, sitting on toadstools, having tea with frogs and mice. I personally would LOVE to live in a kettle, with a pet beetle, and toadstool chairs and tables. So, does anybody else actually like anything said to them in offence, or is it just me? And if so, any favourites?
"Batty boy" is my favourite for some reason. But if anyone said it to me in all seriousness they'd regret it instantly.
^^ I quite agree and these are the most common terms I use. But I also like the term "Whoopsie" which is from the movie Stardust ("Oh, Captain, we always knew you were a whoopsie"). Some other favorites are "light in the loafers" and "friend of Dorothy" And honestly (I know this has been discussed before, and others disagree) "faggot" doesn't bother me either, since I believe it's use as a slur casts the label of ignorance and stupidity on the user of the term.
clay aiken... also: Hershey highway patrolmen, turd tickler, and poop chute pirate... and if you can guess the commedian, you get a metaphorical prize of no value or literal existance.
"Friend of Dorothy" has always been my favorite, simply because of that scene from Clueless where Murray is telling Cher that Christian is gay, and that she has absolutely no chance with him: Murray: Your man Christian is a cake boy! Cher, Dionne: A what? Murray: He's a disco-dancing, Oscar Wilde reading, Streissand ticket holding friend of Dorothy, know what I'm saying? < (Best. Description. Ever.) Cher: Uh-uh, no way, not even! Murray: Yes even, he's gay! Dionne: He does like to shop, Cher. And the boy can dress. And I've always liked "queer". I think because of Slingblade: Vaughan Cunningham: I'm just going to say it. I'm gay. Does that surprise you that I'm gay? You know what gay is, don't you? Karl: I don't reckon. Vaughan Cunningham: [quietly] Homosexual. I like men sexually. Karl: Not funny 'ha-ha', funny queer. Vaughan Cunningham: Well that's a very offensive way to put it. You shouldn't say that. You were taught that, weren't you? Karl: I've heard it said that a-way. I really love "boi" too, because I feel like it's a perfect fit.
My favorite is Flit. I just like it and I don't know why lol. "Flit" is a 50's slang term for homosexual.
I know I'm expected to chip in with my own, but I find this a disgusting term. I heard a classmate of mine use last year, it took me a minute to get what he meant, was annoyed with myself for not calling him up on it. Beyond that, I'm not prissy, but I have no interest in claiming any terms designed as derogatory, whether it be queer, faggot, fairy, poof, or anything like that. I'd just tell people I'm gay. I do find the term light in the loafers amusing, but that's more of a euphemism than a derogatory term.
I've made it my quest to find a way to describe my sexuality in a way that will never be taken in a derogatory matter. My result... Stylistically Fabulous.
I've always found faggot funny, as the many situations I have been in, that the problem has involved a bunch of sticks.
I would have to choose fairy. And one of my friends knows this and put in her book that a guy was skipping around screaming we are fairies. She like I dedicate that part of the book to you.
I find them all silly and subject to be laughed at, I mean faggot that's a type of food in the UK, (bloody tasty as well) and batty boy, bufty and arse bandit, what idiot thought those up. The only ones I find offence is puff and fairy and for sayed that, I will probably be done of GBH.
Human Torch-"Flame On!" (It's a loving nickname given to me) Phrase-"Woah, turn the flame down, you could bake a soufflé on your hair, honey." That or, as Blanche Devereaux once said, "You're just ready to fly on out o' here."