"They never talked about the sex, let it happen, at first only in the tent at night, then in the full daylight with hot sun striking down, and at evening in the fire glow, quick, rough, laughing and snorting, no lack of noises, but saying not a goddamn word execpt once Ennis said, "I'm not no queer," and Jack jumped in with "Me neither. A one-shot thing. Nobody's business but ours."
-An excerpt from 'Brokeback Mountain,' a short story by Pulitzer prize-winning author Annie Proulx.
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Who are those Dream Killing Hussies hanging on to the two handsome cowboys. They are getting in the way of Men, together, with each other.
As the Minister of Finance so daintily put it the morning after New Years to the Minister of Defense - "I can feel the outline of you."
It's not gay if you're camping.