With Dallas Gay Pride this Sunday I wanted to share some thoughts we’ve all had.
- It feels like amateur day filled with It Gets Better teens and middle aged lesbians.
- Why won’t they move this to Saturday night?
- Drag queens have to walk for miles in the hot afternoon sun with their dicks in their asses and I’m complaining about having to go a block up to cross the road. But seriously, is he hot enough to make it worth trying to cross the road?
- Rainbows are tacky AF.
- I bet at the end of the day every Über is filled with glitter thongs and fairy wings.
- Instead of actually watching the parade I think I’m going to stay inside the air conditioned bar and get drunk.
- My balls need more powder.
- I’ll never be as cool as the Dykes on Bikes chicks.
- I know it’s my gay duty to go out and be proud during Pride but I just want to go home and watch Netflix.
- At least I can stock up on free condoms and Mardi Gras beads with the Bud Light logo.
- Has Iggy Azalea’s career sunk to Pride level yet or are we still stuck with (insert name of random 90’s one hit wonder dance diva)?