For one weekend a year, The Happiest Place On Earth becomes The GAYEST Place On Earth — and on that particular weekend, where else would a Hopelessly Devoted Card-Carrying Fag Hag BE? Yes, Mein Poppets, It’s Gay Days here at Disneyland! To be here is an experience, indeed — huge crews of delightful, delighted, belly laughing queens — mouse ears on heads arms linked like little kids, running from Fantasyland to Tomorrowland — all wearing red t-shirts in sodomitic solidarity…each smile, each belly laugh saying, “This is who we are. GET OVER IT and LET’S HAVE FUN, MOTHERFUCKERS!”
And as if that’s not awesome enough, you can well imagine the number of straight, married, Christian, Conservative, Right Wing, Homophobic Republicans who are here at the park this three day Columbus Day weekend…who had the misfortune to wake up this morning, take a shit, take a shower…and unknowingly put on their best RED T-SHIRT. YEAH. TOTALLY oblivious that they are frontin’ for The Faggotry. Everytime I see one, I shoot him a huge, dazzling smile, along with a KNOWING WINK. Like it’s just OUR LITTLE SECRET.