I love Pride. In the spirit of tolerance and general bonhomie, I swung my pants, camped it up and had a ball (not literally – the balls were all in the other park – the one where ladies aren’t allowed because they smell of fish). The next day I went to see Mama Mia. It’s official, I am a gay man, trapped in a woman’s body.
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