In my never-ending search for interesting and unusual entertainment I decided to check out a "Drag King Show".
It was held at a primarily lesbian bar although there were some men there of questionable gender.
I felt a little uncomfortable but not anything like a lesbian leather biker bar I stumbled into one late night in Chicago but that’s another story.
The Drag King show was made up of women who pretended to be men and women who pretended to be women (so called kittens).
The drag kings were among the ugliest women I have ever had the misfortune to observe. They even made ugly men. They walked around flat footed with chins jutting out and rolled up socks in their pants and pubic hair glued to their faces and underarms. It was hard to separate their dancing from their ugliness but I tried to get a sense of just what they were trying to accomplish. I guess no one could sing or play an instrument because they all lip-synched and mimed instruments.
Just as I was considering breaking my vow of not drinking or at least hitting the restroom to throw up the "Kittens came out" They looked good from a distance. One leading another who was wearing a collar. Closer examination revealed moves like giant munchkins from the Wizard of OZ. The kittens were in the 5’4" range and topped the scales at around 200 pounds.
The whole thing was like watching Opra Winfry on acid.
Then out of nowhere came this lovely brown girl. I could not place her ethnic background. French maybe, or Cajun or something. She was a stripper by her moves and an accomplished one. Early 20’s I would say she had been dancing for at least a couple of years. Unashamed of her body she moved easily around the gender addled buffoons also performing on stage. The lesbian audience did not quite know what to make of her and the gay guys you could see were re evaluating their sexual orientation. Some in the audience threw ones and others stuffed ones in the tight fitting clothing of the dancing assclowns. Maybe they made a hundred on tips and I would guess by the sleazy nature of the bar they were paid under 500. So I figure the take at about 50 bucks a head or maybe .05 cents a pound.
So comes my question. Why on earth would a lovely young dancer choose to be with such a motley crew of obviously deranged and psychotic weight watchers? What could have happened to the poor young thing? Are hetro male customers really that bad?



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