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So, Rabidfangurl and I were talking about the stuff going on in Massachusetts. And we realized that many people might think the Apocalypse is nigh.
These people would, of course, be correct.
The Four Gay Horsepersons of the Apocalypse will ride, as of May 17th, down Massachusetts Avenue, dropping in at any weddings they may find along the way in order to partake of the hors d'oeuvres and comment on the personal fashion sense of the participants.
Instead of War, Death, Pestilence, and Famine (they're so passe!) we get Style, Dry Wit, Political Awareness, and That Guy you Saw Last Friday at the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Be Prepared.
These people would, of course, be correct.
The Four Gay Horsepersons of the Apocalypse will ride, as of May 17th, down Massachusetts Avenue, dropping in at any weddings they may find along the way in order to partake of the hors d'oeuvres and comment on the personal fashion sense of the participants.
Instead of War, Death, Pestilence, and Famine (they're so passe!) we get Style, Dry Wit, Political Awareness, and That Guy you Saw Last Friday at the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Be Prepared.
