So tonight is Gay Day
So tonight is Gay Day at Great America, the local amusement park. (Yeah, I’ll probably check it out. Since it’s, in theory, my day at Great America.) Contrary to popular belief, there isn’t much difference between a “gay day” at Great America and the typical “straight day” at Great America. The only difference is that the people screaming on the roller coasters are coming from 30 year-old daisy-duke wearing muscle guys on Ecstacy. Instead of, you know, 13 year-old daisy-duke wearing junior high school girls on Ecstacy.
And the copious amounts of gay sex on the water rides.
I kid, I kid! Look, just because there is a gay day at an amusement park, it doesn’t mean that gay sex is rampant on the log cabin rides, the two-story merry-go-round, or the pit full of colored, plastic balls in Kiddieland. “Our people” (notice my use of quotation marks) have a little more tact than that.
We get it on in the bathroom stalls. Okay, and sometimes the ball pit. (The flood of hatemail comes into my Inbox… now.)
