Lesbian

A girl goes into the doctor's office for a checkup. As she takes off her blouse, he notices a red »H« on her chest.
»How did you get that mark on your chest?« asks the doctor.
»Oh, my boyfriend went to Harvard and he's so proud of it that he never takes off his Harvard sweatshirt, even when we make love,« she replies.
A couple of days later, another girl comes in for a checkup. As she takes off her blouse, he notices a blue »Y« on her chest.
»How did you get that mark on your chest?« asks the doctor.
»Oh, my boyfriend went to Yale and he's so proud of it that he never takes off his Yale sweatshirt, even when we make love,« she replies.
A couple of days later, another girl comes in for a checkup. As she takes off her blouse, he notices a green »M« on her chest.
»Do you have a boyfriend at Michigan?« asks the doctor.
»No, but I have a girlfriend at Wisconsin. Why do you ask?«

she ran away from her parents' white-picket-fenced suburbia to live in the lesbian capital of the known universe. numerologists studied the postal code and discovered a correspondence between the first 6 digits and the letters of sappho's name. she didn't care about that. she had to figure out what the new rules were and what the new game was called.

Now I will share with you my favorite graffito of all time. You need to do this in 2 colors or if you don't have 2 colors, use different handwriting styles.

FIRST STYLE: My mother made me a lesbian.

SECOND STYLE: If I gave her the yarn, would she make me one too?

Maybe you had to be there!