Things have been a bit bleak this morning. We’ve had gruesome not gay Larry Craig, suicide and a nearly bankrupt gay activist group. As part of our continuing an effort to bring a little sunshine to your lives, we’d like to share this article by The Age‘s Danny Katz.
In this uproarious article, Katz explains that, though straight, he loves a good musical and couldn’t wait to see the stage adaptation of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.
There is no question that I am gay. I am gay as a gay man can be – apart from the small, almost negligible matter of how I really enjoy sleeping with naked women, and the other teeny tiny matter of how gay men find me about as attractive as a trifle-bowl filled with infected knee-scabs.
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I am what’s known as a hetero-homo or, as we’re often called, “homo-sex-with-gals”. And just like any proper genuine gay man, I get most excited about a big lavish stage musical: My Fair Lady, Hair, Cabaret, any Stephen Sondheim show featuring Mandy Patinkin singing like a 12-year-old girl.
Of his trip to see Priscilla, Katz refers to the bathroom as “a whole theatrical experience in itself”.
Paul Raposo
First metrosexual, now this shit.
“I am what’s known as a hetero-homo or, as we’re often called, “homo-sex-with-gals”.”
The stupid pop culture word he’s desperately searching for is “stray,” straight-gay.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=stray
That douchebag Mark Simpson must be shitting himself because he didn’t come up with this crap.