From Creative Loafing:
To the guy at the EpiCentre who lifted up my dress as his friends looked on and laughed … I hope the swelling’s since gone down on your face.
Is it just me, or does the nightlife scene sometimes feel like a sixth grade dance? So, last weekend when I felt like going out dancing, I called on my gay boyfriend to take me some place where my ass would be safe from indecent exposure.
And thus, I penetrated the gay nightlife scene. Because I am gay after all … gay as in happy.