Now that gay marriage bans are dropping like a pair of underwear at the Denver Eagle, it’s time to take a look at what should be next on our “gay agenda.”
Finding the space to grow a dozen Mary Jane plants is only half the hurdle. What’s really withering my plans is Mr. Waste himself. He absolutely refuses to have pot growing in the house.
Gay used to be so exciting. We were all double agents, secretly flaunting our fabulous gay lives by night and covering up with our Clark Kent and Lois Lane suits by day.