Wednesday, May 5, 2010

When I was your age...

When I first came out of the closet, there was none of this "variety" and "options". We had to make do with what we had: horrible old queens screaming along to ABBA tapes shuffling on an endless loop in dingy, smelly old clubs in the Pretoria CBD.

And we had to walk all the way from the parking lot at the State Theater to get there! You kids nowadays have it so easy...

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