Bonga heard people screaming inside Vegas, then saw a blur of cheap wigs and masculine legs in designer shoes streak past her door.This reminds me of an encounter several friends and I had in the Clover Grill at 3AM, but that story can wait for another time. Oh, and if you stumbled to this site after googling any combinations of the terms "transvestite keptomaniac gang" you will probably be disappointed.
Suburban homeowner. Happily married. Master's Degree. Fraternity President. Eagle Scout. Currently unemployed.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Big Easy: Back to Normal?
Seems that Magazine Street is being terrorized by a gang of kleptomaniac transvestites. The article is chock full of quotables.
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