Darlings, this is where Theater Queens go before and after shows, to bitch at each other, while drinking the most scrumptious concoctions. I once heard a group of bitches poisoned one another, and died, but what I want to know is.... what were they wearing? Those tramps!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need to claim my own spot and tame all the bitches who come in here to talk about the likes of "Hell's Kitchen," and other crap dominating the Broadway stage. Do these twinks even know what a fag hag is?????????? Have they ever met one?????????????? Oh, hons, believe me, I will set them straight.
Tramps parade in here at all hours, but what I want to know is where do they go after "Don't Tell Mama" closes?
Probably to their parents' homes, somewhere in Jersey.
Look for me here, darlings, next time a real bitch is needed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
They have NO idea!!!
I would LOVE to see you put ‘em in their place!!!
Victoria, As the days grow longer, I just might!
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