P0LYNESIAN CROSS DRESSER

I'm not making fun of anyone here butt myself. It's Monday morning for goodness sakes. I just couldn't bear to jump right in and change the world and all of that stuff. So I thought I'd make an attempt at some modified Spam. I mean the value of this post has got to be... limited. Butt anyway lets take a look at this pic and do a little anal ysis.

First of all the right hand behind the back, or rear, if you prefer. Well that reminds me of a cartoon I once enjoyed. Perhaps I'm keeping the hair hidden. And the guy in the cartoon is wearing something along the line of a grass skirt.

And you know that I'm... um... what would the PC crowd say? Hair challenged. And since we are on the subject of hair, don't you think I have a RIGHT to hair? I mean isn't it unfair that those with hair have it and I don't? In a paternal society don't you think the government should provide me with hair? Of course knowing our government I'd likely get one of the suppositories mentioned in the cartoon.

Back to the cross dressing Polynesian. Look at the poochy stomach? Dang! Too many pineapples or something. Butt that brings up the hand behind the back thing. Maybe it was a subconscious move to protect myself. Roll with me here. OK? The room is rather bare and clinical. Kind of like a doctors office, you know. And at the age I was in the pic I was beginning to realize that PROSTATE exams were on the near horizon. Maybe it was a subconscious attempt to protect myself.

You know you can find just about anything on YouTube.

. So I've attached a YouTube video on digital rectal examinations for prostate cancer. Wow! Here is your chance. I mean all of you PREPPERS out their have prepped for about everything. But what about digital rectal exams? Someone has to do it right? Make sure you have a little jar of Vaseline on your prepping shelf! Oh, and don't forget the gloves!

Well, thats a hoot yes? Now you guys are ready to go. But I don't get the funny looking little panels or something on the buttocks. What are those? Kind of in the shape of a BUTT er fly. Or maybe if the examiners finger gets stuck they can pop open the panel and free the finger. Reminds me of Zuckerburg. Really it does. I like to call him Puckerbutt. But that's just me.

Butt this reminds me of the poochy stomach pictured above. Maybe the doc thought I was preggers or something and decided to do a digital exam. Whoops! Hey doc, wrong orifice. What's going on down there?

Next time you gals go to the doctors office notice all the men over 50 who go into the exam rooms . They are all walking like penguins or something. AND, make sure you are watching when they come out. All smiles.

Butt back to the Polynesian Cross dresser. Boobs. They run kind of small in my family. And you can see I am a C cup (C is for coconut). Butt this reminds me of women. For years they were told to get an annual breast exam. A MAMogram. (no wonder all the boys in the south remember to say, "Thank you Mam." You know boys... especially southern boys. Texans. They are always so polite and concerned about their mammers, I mean manners. Butt anyway, now we are told the mamogram is a waste of time. Hmnn... worth doing some research ladies.

OK. The pic above is too small for you to see the lovely shade of red I have on my lips. It really is quite nice. Did you hear about the man who got kicked out of the night club in Texas for wearing makeup? Really no kidding. Wouldn't you know... Texan's for the most part don't go in for that sort of thing. Which reminds me of some of the best make up in the world: Geisha Girls make up. So maybe this male makeup trend started over there in Japan or in Asia somewhere. After extensive research, and a quick flight to an undisclosed location in the Orient I found out that indeed it is an Asian thing. I took this undercover pic just for use here on Steemit.

THe Asians are sooo serious. I think once blockchain really gets going all we'll see from the Asians are their elbows and heels as they run away with this thing. But the dudes in the makeup pic. I have to tell you a little lip stick and some rouge would really help. Too many hours indoors working on the next big post for Steemit.

Back to the Polynesian Crossdresser. This is back in the day when I was going to Church. I was in a skit about the play South Pacific. I had a great time and got some good laughs. Funny thing was when I came off stage and was walking down the aisle several men tried to stuff dollar bills into my coconuts. Now where did they learn that behavior? Hmnn...?

Well, I guess that's it for this morning. Have to save the world and all that stuff. Maybe I should be wearing a Superhero costume or something. Maybe the grass skirt and coconuts would work? Nah, no one would take me seriously. I guess though, maybe we should take time to laugh at ourselves. Indeed, are we not all a bit too puckered up? I mean everyone else laughs at me so why shouldn't I?

Blessings,

Mistermercury

PS: this is a comment after I posted and got my first comment below. Wouldn't you know it was going to be SPAM. Must be some cosmic Karma or something.