despite the drama the good times continue.
christopher street day featured some ridiculous characters,
packs of gays eying one another, sometimes sneaking into
the bushes to exchange favors in one way or another.
most importantly: i saw a prolapsed asshole for the first time,
a tattooed one none the less, surrounded by assless leather chaps.
the owner was bending over, helping someone puke.
talk about lucky opportunities! sadly no photo of said gaping hole.
will the rainbow ever be replaced?
does eating skittles show one's gay pride?
would tattooing a rainbow around one's rosebud be a good thing?
i can't help but think of freddy j. gonzales when i look at this.
i told his legend recently, and it reminded me how wild my life used to be.
(used to?)
next year i want to get dressed up. no angel wings though.
too cliche. a nice puffy something or other would make a better costume :)
22 June 2010
rosebuds
Posted by sebastian pigeon-toe'd at 20:13
Labels: dancing, party photos, street performers, sweaty mass of gays