I went to a drag show and it was somewhat rotted.




I went to Great American Mining Company of New Guinea Incorporated. It's a real club title for a real club. It's an eclectic mix with a hit or miss demographic. There are people in there I would hit and people in there that looked like they missed a lot on the way to growing up. Don't get me wrong or send quotes to the mass media, there are some really nice people who go there. I get tired of going there and it's the carbon copy people who show up. I am tired of going there and seeing people in flip flops. People who go to a club in flip flops are not clubbers. They are people in flip flops who think rainbows can be worn to any event. Plus, they are awful for a person's foot.

The drag show itself was lackluster. I think there was only one true dance number. The queens looked stunning, but what's the point of wearing fringe if you are going to frolic in slow motion across a stage. The stage was built to perform. Lipsynching is not a hard skill. Dancing and looking fabulous is a skill. If I wanted to see a tranny with stand and faux gum out some lyrics, I would ride around Greenville from corner to corner until I found one. I am not tipping a queen who does not dance. This isn't a Make a Wish telethon. I am not making a pledge because of the little girl who does some shitty performance and all the sudden every person with a hundred Sacagawea dollar coins calls in because of being moved. Some people who attend these drag shows are those types of people. People who give dollars to shitty performances:

(1) Friends of the queen. There are always the people who are fellow house queens, those who aspire to be on stage, or those who are coworkers. Coworkers. yeah.
(2) Straight. They want to give the performer a dollar so that the queen can do some perverse act. Then, the person runs or looks to their friends like it's some feat deserving of a Nobel Peace Prize or a poloroid.
(3) Old men. Some old daddy NEEDS to give away at least five dollars, but probably more, to in order an after performance conversation. A couple of nipple squeezes or a cock grab seals the deal.
(4) Drunk lesbians. Why do drunk lesbians do that?


FUCK

Yeah


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