Friday Nite!

On friday I went with Patrick to Missie B's in Kansas City. The following is a list of highlights from the evening:

-Large mulleted lesbian in a prison orange shirt humping a drag queen. She was too large to be pryed off, so security had to help.

-A gay man straight out of George Chauncey's Gay New York. He had the velvet touch of a dandy fop.

-Shirtless men dancing for dollar billz (double check).

-Strange room complete with mist and "French Quarter" style decor with soft porn music playing. This room was occupied by 80's sitcom character-looking men.

-This one is longer: Last summer this guy pretended to be deaf to impress my best friend Michael (I know, genius plan, right). He came up to him at the bar so I told the guy that Patrick was his boyfriend (not true, but necessary). The random then stormed away and upon his return, he introduced us to some forty-year old, strung out woman wearing a pink prom dress. He said, "Meet my girlfriend." Then he was "all up on" the woman for the rest of the night. (Probably one of the most bizarre things that I have seen).

-Random lesbians blatantly checking me out. Curiously, not one of them caught my attention.

And that friends is my judgemental rant about the sketchy gay bar.