Completely unrelated photo from the Anti-Inaugural Ball in City Hall, posted for no real reason…
So last Saturday, after doing a morning shift at Planned Parenthood, I went to my Mom’s to move some furniture for her. Brionna was there. I had given her a Dora the Explorer book and she made me read it to her three times. Having a niece is the coolest thing in the world.
After my Mom’s, I went over to my sister’s new apartment and we watched Friday Night Lights, then it was on to the Open House for St. Louis Pride.
When I signed up to volunteer for the open house, I had no idea that the Bent Boyz would be performing there. It was cool to see them again. If God created anything sexier than women in male drag, she kept that shit for herself.
While I was working the door, this other drag troupe called the Muff Ryderz came in. That’s such an awesome name that I just had to make fun of it, so I was saying shit to them like “Muff Ryderz! Ride or Die!” and “Muff Rydeeeeeeeers! Mount Up!” Cause, you know, I’m an asshole. So, it seems St.Louis is now home to two drag king troupes, which for me, is a very good argument for living here.
I hung out with another volunteer named Cheryl, who works for a company that sells a dog grooming device. My roommate has a Siberian Husky that sheds like mad and he just got a purple couch, so I took one of Cheryl’s business cards in case he wants one and in case Cheryl ever decides to switch teams. She had great hands, great arms and one of the roundest asses I’ve ever seen. Seriously. It was like a basket-ball, bisected with its halves laid side by side. In my pre-enlightenment days, I would have said somenting crass like what a waste it is for God to give such a perfect ass to a lesbian. But now, several Susie Bright books later, I will just say that I hope her girlfriend uses a strap-on and I hope they do it doggy style.
Near the end of the night, this dude named Michael backed me to a wall and started macking on me. I should have just made out with him, cause he was kinda cute, but I had this deer-caught-in-headlights look on my face and he made me for straight right away. I kissed him on the cheek.
No sooner did I get out of this than this drunk chick starts totally hitting on me. Turns out, she’s married and trying to set me up with her gay brother.
I know what you’re saying. Why, David? Why spend so much time with gay people when you know it will just mean getting hit on by men and rejected by women? Well, this is purely a case of nature over nurture. This is not a choice on my part. God just made me this way. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
I ask myself the same questions all the time. However, being bi, it’s kind of nice when girls hit on me, unless I don’t like them, which I often do, because I’m a picky bitch, and coincidentally, so are they most of the time.
Also, the “ass like a basketball” thing… yeah, that’s hot, I have one too.
LOL! I am all about the d!ck but I would wear a t-shirt that said MUFF RYDERS, RIDE OR DIE! 😀
Friday Night Lights made me cry.
I am glad you enjoyed the Bent Boyz. I couldn’t be there because I had to work. I did see them practice a bit, and they were using my leather stuff.
There are actually at least 3 drag troupes in St. Louis. The Carpet Kingz(Who I have decided are a take on Becky, Queen of Carpet, and not carpet munchers.) have been around about a year. Someone else was starting up the St. Louis Kingz. Maybe they changed their names to the Muff Ryderz.
Also, you should know that not all drag kings are lesbians or “women” for that matter, although most are. Some are trans, bi, or “queer” identified. I am trans.
It is our gay brothers and sisters that show us that WE are not the only people in the world……….
and of course……………. some of my best friends are! Life is too damn short to worry about what you can’t do a son-of-a-bitchin’ thing about. I am just glad I am an athiest, I don’t have to worry about doing anything more than loving my fellow man……….. drag or not!
Have you seen Million Dollar Baby? Last weekend was all about overly-emotional, cliche-defying sports movies.
not all drag kings are lesbians or “women”
Just to clarify, I don’t think I implied that all drag kings are lesbians.
And as far as “women” are concered, c’mon, give the striaght guy a break. As my girlfriend just pointed out, I’m just now to the point where I’m using the proper gender pronouns for trans folk. And that’s only after she hounded me about it for two years.
I’m a Catholic boy from a Southern Baptist family. I’m one generation away from full blown homophobe. Cut me some slack. 🙂
Sweetie, I was just pointing this out for your information. It’s a common misconception, so no need to be defensive. If I wanted to be a jerk about it, you would know. 😉
Besides you say you aspire to be a lesbian, so I thought I would give you some insite into gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender culture.
Also, for your information, I grew up Catholic in Terre Haute, Indiana.
I was fuckin’ with you. I didn’t think you were trying to be a jerk. It’s all good.
Glad to be of service.
Also, thanks for that comment you left on my myspace account. I’m really flattered.
Oh, and congrats on getting devirginated.
Also, the “ass like a basketball” thing… yeah, that’s hot, I have one too
Posts like these should come with photographic evidence 🙂