The Magic Castle Is Like Siegfried & Roy...
There’s nothing magic about it, it’s just gay (No offense Jill, not like Ellen good-gay, like cheesedick midwest touristy Liberace suit gay). I hate magic, I hate someone telling me I have to wear a suit (I’ll wear it on my own, I’m not a child at Easter Mass), and I hate when dramatic girls make you organize your month around their fantastic adventure to The Magic Castle then proceed to get blackout shitfaced on wine on the way up and cry black mascara tears into the aforementioned suit throughout the night.
What, I’m the only one?
Aside, I was back at Liberace’s penthouse for a party friday night - blast from the past. They removed all of the statues of naked boys.
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