You can march in in your leather skirt and people won’t glare they’ll be like hell yeah baby work that skirt don’t let anybody tell you what it means to be a slut.Ĥ. They just have a more accepting undertone. If that’s not the most beautiful evidence of progress you’ve ever heard of, I don’t know what is.Ģ. Some have dual-gendered/gender-free bathrooms. And you fuckers need to know what you’re missing out on.ġ. I’m just saying, they’re more fun, more accepting, and generally more fabulous. And I’m not even talking about the ways in which gay bars cater to a flourishing/raging lesbian such as myself (heeeyyy sexy laddaays). No, this is not because gay men are our fabulous little bitches who will fix our hair and no, it’s not because we think it’s sooo funny and cute to be in their presence or any of that shit.
In fact, my friend and I came to this conclusion the other day when we realized that hey, yeah, we’ve actually had infinitely more fun at our local gay bar than basically anywhere else. I have spent my formative years searching in all the wrong places for a good time on a Friday night, overlooking the one place where the magic really happens.
