The first thing this canuck said to me last Saturday when I met him at Starlight was, "You're not a flaming queen at all! With all those pictures of you posing on your blog, I thought you'd be a downright fairy, eh!2" Excuse me! That was a backhanded compliment if I ever heard one. And do you have any idea what he's talking about? Cause I don't.
Anyway, Epi (the canuck) and I hit it off right away; we talked, we joked, we drank, it was as if we'd known each other forever. Then I had enough of the flappity mouth and dragged both Epi and TribecaT down the street to Boysroom for a little booty shaking. "How's that for queeny?!"
We danced a bit3, saw Amanda Lepore and Blu Kennedy, the latter doing a little go-go boy strip tease, and drank some more. I definitely had a lot of fun with Epi that night. Someday I'll take him up on his offer to visit Canadia; maybe then I'll show him some 'real pole work'. He's on the list too. And him too.
1 I'm blaming them for what happened when I got home that night.
2 Paraphrased, and 'eh!' added for Canadian effect.
3 Yes, I 'worked the pole'.