Personally, the gayest thing I ever did was attend a "Hats and Pearls" Potluck Dinner at a friend's apartment when I lived in Pennsylvania. Yes, Biatches, we each brought a covered dish and we dined in our fanciest hats and most glamorous strands of pearls. OMG (I just remembered) - then, after most people had gone, a few of us ...
Oh yeah, THAT was the gayest night of my life... What about YOU - what is the gayest thing you've ever done?
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About 100 years ago, during an all-day charity event at my local gay bar we were raising funds for an AIDS Hospice. I was dragged up as a nurse and as per, I got pretty drunk. About 6 hours in myself and one of the drag acts thought it would be a good idea if we went out onto the street and rattled our collecting bucket at passers by. For a time all was good, but we couldn't leave well alone.
We spotted a tour bus parked up across the street and stumbled on board mouthing off about the 'best thing you could do would be to toss some coins in our bucket'.
We were getting some pretty horrified looks and a guy at the front stood up, shouted us down and said "We are Jehovah's Witnesses and the best thing you can do would be to get back on the straight and narrow".
Without missing a beat I replied "Lady, there's two things we're never gonna be and that's straight and narrow", kissed the drag queen full on the lips and pretty much fell off the bus into the street with my gal pal on top of me.
(Google image search 'Sassy Stryker' to get an idea of my bus borne heroine)
Ok, I'll come clean with the rest of it...
After I'd stumbled on the bus steps and we'd fallen on the street, both our wigs had fallen off and we started to giggle. The guy was stood on the steps of the bus giving us a gale force nine lecture about the Lord and blah, blah, blah. This just made us giggle more.
It was at this point I lost it a bit and literally pissed myself laughing. What's worst is, despite lying in the middle of a busy street, partially in drag, with another dragged up man on top of me, I was rolling around in my own piss and I didn't care. At least it shut the crazy guy up ;-)
Mine is short and sweet...The gayest thing I have ever done (And continue to do) is to read David Dust every friggin day! If you or a friend of yours is ever in danger of losing your gay card....get to this site STAT!!! Now sugar lets get to those Project Runway recaps!
Gayest thing I've ever done...
A few months ago me and my buddies (and bitches) went to an ex-girlfriend place... far far away from the city...
there... I get drunk... SERIOUSLY DRUNK...
Not only I kissed my BF and he is or WAS NOT bisexual or gay or anything... he was just drunk too and said something like "oh what the hell why not?"
But, when we were making out... I realized I was wearing the high heels of who.the.f*ck.knows and they were really small...
I broke them... and still we were making out...
I felt like a sexy drunk prom queen...
Next morning ,everyone at the end of the classic "godd morning" they add a "WOOOW DUDE! WTF?"
The gayest thing I ever did? Hmmmmmm, where to start.....
Is it gay that I recognized Daniel Franco from season 1 and 3 Project Runway on American Idol last night?
Tivo Mom -
Yes.
The Gayest Thing I've Ever Done...
There is some bar on 8 mile rd. near Mt. Elliot where I would go with my brother and my then tri-anything friend Jenny and we'd sing Bee Gee's songs very badly...
...either that or the time I put on my ex wife dress and made dinner. She asked why did I have it on, and I told her that since she was slapping me around like a bitch, I may as well dress the part! (fo' real 2!)
i wore boy's underwear until i was in third grade (hand-me-downs) and boxer shorts until i was like 30.
xxalainaxx
Dressed up as a cheerleader in a little red and white number with the words Cheer Bear written across my chest. I worked those pom poms eh!!
I really can't think of any specific situation where I was any gayer than I always am! I jist am!
Sipping Cosmos while watching the Tony Awards while receiving quality head. Really. Gay, huh?
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