Friday, September 02, 2005
Booger Drag in the Eastern Bloc
Today Blake and I arrived in Budapest, Hungary. You can tell that this used to be a communist country. Most everything is gray. And I have to say that the stores have the ugliest mannequins I've ever seen. I swear one of them looked like it had polio or something.
Anyway, so far, I have to say that the food here is much better than the bland stuff we usually get in London. For lunch, I had a beef stew and boiled potatoes which was very yummy. For dinner I tried goulash soup. I have got to get a recipe for this and make this myself when I get home. Very good.
After dinner, we decided to check out a couple of the bars. On the way we were approached by a man trying to get us to go to a strip club. "Tits! Pussy!" he shouted at us. "You don't have to touch the pussy. You can just choke the chicken, spank the monkey!" Charming.
Needless to say, we declined his offer and headed down to Angyal bar where they were putting on a show that can only be described as booger drag. Underfed drag queens lipsynching to records that skipped several times during the performance. So far I've yet to see a drag queen in Europe that's as good as the ones back home. I guess that's something to be proud of.
Next we walked a block or two down to Coxx bar. Does every major European city have to have a bar named Coxx? Is it a chain or something? Anyway, we consumed our one drink minimum (our fourth vodka and orange juice of the night) and decided to pack it in. Tomorrow, we're off to the Turkish baths and I wanna get rested up. More news later.
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Those weren't drag queens...they were the former members of Ace of Base, dear!
By the way, I pulled into the parking lot yesterday prepared for another tedious day of slinging cable, and who should almost hit me by coming around a corner too fast? None other than Hurricane Summers in full high whore drag driving a handsome black sedan! Yes, now I'm seeing drag queens at work...it is like I can't escape the pull of the pantyhose! I think maybe we must have given her a show on IC2 or something. It was a surreal start to a surreal day, that's for sure.
By the way, I pulled into the parking lot yesterday prepared for another tedious day of slinging cable, and who should almost hit me by coming around a corner too fast? None other than Hurricane Summers in full high whore drag driving a handsome black sedan! Yes, now I'm seeing drag queens at work...it is like I can't escape the pull of the pantyhose! I think maybe we must have given her a show on IC2 or something. It was a surreal start to a surreal day, that's for sure.
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: Friday, September 02, 2005 9:31:00 PM
: Friday, September 02, 2005 9:31:00 PM
I think this is my favorite post of yours yet -- just the thought of Hungarian drag queens performing to a skipping record will keep me entertained for the rest of the weekend. It is now my mission to get a booger drag troupe started in Louisville. And the motto "You don't have to touch the pussy" has gotten me pretty far in life so far -- don't knock it.
# posted by : Saturday, September 03, 2005 1:47:00 PM
: Saturday, September 03, 2005 1:47:00 PM
Polio infected mannequins.... genius! What did they lip synch to? Eurovision songs?
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