I DEMAND YOU GET UP, THROW YER KEYS IN THE BOWL, SNORT WUTEVER YOU GOT, POP OPEN ANOTHER BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE AND:

I DEMAND YOU GET UP, THROW YER KEYS IN THE BOWL, SNORT WUTEVER YOU GOT, POP OPEN ANOTHER BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE AND:

SHAKE YO MONEY MAKER WITH ME NAO.

1978.

Gold lame shirt unbuttoned but tucked in, half boots in Cordova Red, gold chain with Italian horn, Sassoon jeans skin tight, feathered hair…

Soul Train dance line, BEOTCHES.

DO IT.

o.k.

o.k.

Let’s try this again with a coffee and a grip.

I don’t like this fucker.

And mah mood is dangerous and I feel…..bitey.

Tempted to don a huge feather boa and some outrageous heels and go, uh…..”talk” with this asshat.

Look Geoffrey Snyder​, it’s the GAY IS CAUSED BY STEENKY GHOSTS guy ….