a few months back...a friend of mine asked if i'd like to help celebrate his last year in his 30's...before he has to start stitch'n a gown and have it completed in time for his AARP discount card
since i had already starved my piggy bank fer MADONNA tickets this winter
well...let me tell ya...what happens in gaytown...doesn't necessarily stay in gaytown...sometimes it falls into a lovely blog center piece...but i have more press'n and tackling issues to resolve these days...like which base...lipstick and eyeliner looks good on you when shopp'n fer tasty spermicidal jams and jellies...NOT!
so...where shall i begin?...hmmm...i know...how about THE HEELS!
i opted fer the sensible and modest 3 inch green glittered platform pump clodhoppers to wear in the St Patty's parade 2 weeks later with my family in St Paul...(but i'll save that story fer another time)
of course ya can't have heels without hair...am i right ladies and gents?
so...not 1...but 2 platinum blondes later...the 1st one very Veronica Lake
the 2nd pile of synthetic follicles was very Kate Pierson of B-52's fame
and Krystal's 1st EVER...pearl necklace...made entirely outta krystals
(hey Krystal ain't called the dirty gurl fer nutt'n) but this was the 1st one i ever had to pay for in my life!
it's ABSOLUTELY gorge...wait til you see it on me...on stage...in the bright lights blind'n you at the "APRIL SHOWERS bring BITCH FLOWERS" show!
another Krystal 1st was the purchase of what i thought would look like
shapely Marilyn Monroe-esque hip shappers...
unfortunately...nothing would fit her now fit body...so it's back to the draw'n board fer me to create somethin' spectacular fer you to tip me in!
so what you've been wait'n fer...the hedonistic portion of my vacation
i'll make this short~n~sweet...without gett'n yer mind all sticky!
though i am unable to connect to...since i'm still apparently live'n in the stone ages of communicado with my rotary style flip phone...
i cannot comment on their shinanigans...as i was not present fer all 10 or so of them...let's just say...i don't want...nor desire the need to be on some electronical dart board of self consciousness at every given moment...
even if my flock decided they couldn't walk 2 feet without check'n in and check'n out within the 50 ft radius of raw animalistic instincts around them...not judge'n...just say'n!
i...on the other hand...was focused on my mission of gett'n show gear and in no mood to do the walk of shame from some piper fitter's porch at 4 am
that is...until nite number 3...
when my temporary non heterosexual sexually charged bed buddy...whom i found attractive...but was not attract to sexually...decided to be an out-a-towner at some tally whacker's palace fer nite #2 and #3 (since i wasn't need'n any nutt'n) after another fun nite of bar hopp'n and bedroom eyes all around...i returned back to the hotel...alone
unable to count sheep...i decided to take a drive along the informational highway at 3 am to see if there were any hitch hikers that needed a lift
at 1st it was the usual A double snakers that wouldn't leave you alone
then...it's as if the pearly gates flung w-i-d-e open (and YES...read all you want into that)...let the pun(s) begin!
this non heterosexually charged adonis hits me up...and turns out he's only 1 1/2 blocks away from my hotel room...hmmm...OH MY CHER what to do?...
WHAT TO DO?
well...since i'm a guest in gaytown...and had the room to myself...i thought to myself...i said self...how many times in the past 15 years that you've been cruise'n along the informational highway...hit on by some adonis...
only to show up to some bad false advertisement nightmare?...F*CK THAT!
they're either some mr. magoo and master of their own misery
or some twink with no dink...look'n more like some miss'n link...into kink!
then why the hell am i dress'n up to march myself over to him?
(ummm...cuz yer like a moth to a flame)...oh yea...that's right!
so down the hall to the elevator...and out the front doora...
though i'm not much of a gambler these days...and even though Cabrini Green was no where near where i was stay'n...nor carries the same horror stories as it once did back in the day...it had been over 90 days...and the revirginalization process had just begun...kittens...i suffered ENOUGH!
as i made my way up the elevator to the dark shawdow's apartment
#1 his photo is a complete fake and i am no desperado villager...so at the very least...i will have gotten my cardio done fer the day
#2 he's some ax wield'n homocidal maniac...in which case...it's always a good rule of thumb to leave the number and address where you are goin' at the current place you are stay'n...so it'll make it easier fer the cops to locate yer body...
turns out all the rules were thrown out the door...cuz when i walked thru what would now come-2-b-known as the "pearly gates"...i won the long shot!
as the door opens...i hesitate briefly before invite'n myseld in...his cherry red ikea fold out couch looks like a million bucks in his studio shitbox...
we stare...look'n into each others eyes...at our reflections...make'n sure we're picture perfect in case the camera's were roll'n
it's as if he had just walked off the cover of someone's fav-o-rit porn mag
he wraps his incredibly toned arms me...carress'n my huge bubble ass
we fall dramatically backwards into his couch bed...which was remarkably open...and as i leaned over to turn off the lamp and the modular furniture faded into the mist...
would you mind putt'n one on?...while yer at it...make it 2!
and i would feel just a whole alot better if you would apply some spermicidal jams and jellies to the area...we all know we've both been around!
i stopped...in the name of love
but i just wanted him to know...that no matter where...no matter how far...i want him to be able to look up into the sky and wish on his lucky star...cuz if he should ever need me...i'll be there in a hurry on that he can depend and mister (what's yer name again?) please don't e-v-e-r worry!
well...that's my trip kittens...hope you enjoyed yer voyeristic view and fer those gett'n ready to point fingers and judge...i assure you...no money...or canned goods were exchanged...just 2 ships that passed in the nite!
now get off my dress!