“Instead of protesting by staying home, I decided to protest by showing up.
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My moment of redemption came when I strutted past the chanting right-wing March protesters holding signs like “AIDS Cures Gays” and “You Are Perverts.” With my fierce girlfriend in a leather cowboy hat on one arm and a tranny boy with a mohawk on a leash on the other, I proudly stood before them�wearing a purple PVC push-up bra, matching skintight pants, and the word PERVERT written across my stomach in lipstick. Memo to antigay zealots: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but you need to get some new names to call us.”
[via Pursed Lips]