This week I decided to publish my favorite guest blogger
GeeGee Curtained from the Two Fat Cows fame.
She is possibly the biggest Fag Hag this side of the equator and this
week she shares with us a few little opinions about drag queens, guys keeping
it on the DL (down low), and those queens that are so deep in the closet they
would need a team of firefighters to Out them.
Daaarlings!!
As you very well know, I’m a HUGE fan of drag
queens because they’re like fuck you butterflies who don’t give a shit what
anyone thinks about them and I LOVE my gay friends to pieces – they’re so much
fun! I’m not usually one to judge, but seriously dollies, few things irritate
me as much as a closet queen. I mean really, who are they kidding? And their
wives... oh dolls, their wives... have they been lobotomised or are they so far
down that river called denial (not the one in Egypt) that they don’t know their
men prefer cock when it’s so painfully obvious to everyone else?
I was sitting in the lounge the other day when an
agent brought some people round to view the house when it was still on the
market. All I saw through the window was a fabulously flamboyant man
limp-wristing, mincing, lisping, prancing and dancing through the garden and I
thought “great, done deal, this house is
a party palace, perfect for a gay couple... whoohooo” Happy bubble burst 5
minutes later when his wife (!) who looked like a little brown sparrow next to
him walked in carrying a baby on her hip. I have a sneaky suspicion that my jaw
did actually drop. Now, seriously, the Rabbit Hole downstairs is the best party
place and man cave ever, and when the agent showed the man the pub he barely
looked at it twice and I swear I could see a speech bubble above his head
saying “bitch please, i don’t drink at
home, I go cruising for cock”
I
had a friend for many years, Himself always said her toes looked like slap
chips, but I digress. Anyway, she was dating a man in his 30’s for four years
and all he ever did was kiss her. Once. This man took her to see all the best
musical theater productions *jazz hands*, took it upon himself to be her
stylist, shopped with her at all the best boutiques... wonderful, yes. For a
gay best friend. She could never understand why she was told that rule # 1 was
Never. Visit. Unannounced. Oh puuuh-lease, that’s because he's having ‘special
time’ with his ‘special friends’. Angels, she honestly thought he never tried
to put moves on her because he respected her! Poor thing was devastated when he
came out to her and to this day she is trying to pray the gay out of him....
Bless!
I have another friend I’ve known for almost 20
years who shall remain nameless – one of my drag queen friends has dubbed him
the ‘Jimmy Swaggart Faggot’ because he’s ‘born again’. (By the way, the same
drag queen told me he always knows when a potential lover is 'straight' or
married if the guy asks him to keep his bra and high heels on in bed...) Anyhoo, for the first 5 years we were
friends I accepted him as gay. I did his make-up, we played dress up, great
fun. Imagine my surprise when he introduced his girlfriend to us one day, I
almost choked on my vodka. So, they get married and they have 2 kids. He swears
to me that he’s straight. I pretend to believe him. 3 months ago he’s visiting
with us when Hawtentawt comes rushing into the pub with eyes as big as saucers.
Mr ‘Straight’ went to stand behind Hawtentawt outside and started fondling his
ears, then asked him if they could meet up at Q-Bar – a gay bar here in town!
Personally I think Hawts could have taken one for the team so that I could out
that fucker once and for all. It just pisses me off that he has huge opinions
on homosexuality and religion / adoption / marriage – to the point where we
have stand up arguments and then he’s so deeply fucking closeted he hasn’t seen
anything but dust bunnies for years!
I guess the moral of the story is be yourself, be
true to yourself, respect yourself and the world will do the same back – and if
they don’t, well fuck them.
Geexxx
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2 comments:
I just choked on my diet coke and sprayed it all over my keyboard. Hilarious! Sticky, but hilarious!
Thanks Kelly... Sorry about the sticky keyboard! erm... ;) xx
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