Friday was pretty much spent hungover, as expected. Or rather, a headache from the side-effects the herbal pills gave me, so all I really did was go to a corner convenience store to grab some Nurofen, which thankfully fucked that right off. I then went and hunted down and all-day breakfast, but it was past 3pm by that time and I’d pretty much missed out on all the cafe’s I asked at. Then I got annoyed that cafe’s weren’t offering all day breakfast’s over Mardi Gras, and got flabbergasted about how bad a business model that was. The amount of gays waking up after midday this weekend is going to be insane! We need greasy food! We need coffee!
Oh who am I kidding - gays don’t eat carbs. Not half the guys I’ve seen here on Grindr anyway.
Anyway, last night I went to ‘Briefs’, which was interesting. When I got there, I wasn’t sure what I was in for, and got nervous that I was in an ailse seat, because the drag queens were going along grabbing people to come down to the stage to do ‘the catwalk’. So basically everyone was going down there and strutting their stuff in front of everyone. I was not in the mood, nor was I drunk, to go and do that. I figured that if I was selected, I’d just have to go with it, but thank fuck I didn’t. ERgh.
That seemed to go on forever, and then the drag queen host came out and yabbered on forever. And she did this between each act, changing outfits each time and reaching out for applause each time. She was very hippy-ish and I found her incredibly annoying. But most of the acts were pretty cool. Some did acrobatics, other’s did dancing, another (a hot twink actually) walked out on stage completely naked (quite hung) and solved rubix cubes whilst licking lollipops to the tune of, you guessed it, “Lollipop”. He would occasionally rub a lollipop over his dick and then lick it and throw it into the audience. LOL. And the lollipops got bigger as they went along. His final act was a huge lollipop that appeared after he put a shirt on and made it seem like the lollipop had appeared from his arse, and then he solved the final rubix cube behind his back. No tricks or anything as the people sitting on the sides could see everything he was doing behind him. So yeah, naked hot twink was obviously my favourite.
There was one biological female performer who started out singing opera but then ripped off her outfit to reveal an outfit with her huge tits hanging out and it came a rock song about her pussy. As her tits were hanging out, she joked that her tits were getting lower and lower and that one day her “puppies would catch her pussy”. LOL.
The final act was a guy who had won a burlesque competition in Las Vegas who swung from a swing in and out of a gigantic bird bath, so water was going everywhere. Really cool.
Some people had bought a raffle ticket at the start of the show and they drew it out at the end. The winner of that got to lay on a bench whilst all the performers pretty much gave the winner a lap-dance and felt them up. Some Asian guy won it.
It’s a pity I couldn’t get any photos of that performance, like in the last entry, but they were very strict on it.
I just went home and had another guy over from Grindr, who was very nice and it was another pretty awesome orgasm, so this trip is definitely not as lame as Tropical Fruits was. Thank God. The guys I’m hooking up with seem to want to do it again, so that can’t be a bad thing. Ryan was annoying me again, drunk, to come over and visit him. I’ve managed to put it off so far.
I just went to sleep after that. That Mark guy still has my clothes but hasn’t messaged me back, so I figure I’ve probably lost those clothes now, if he even still has them. I hope I can find another pair of jeans that comfy.