At the White Hen, while picking up the new Auto Trader. There he was
standing next to me at the checkout, quoting every make and model in the fucking rag with this blank, yet smug look on his stupid face.
That's when I just lost it.
I slapped him once while he was going on about the Nissans ...
If at the end of my life, I am reading reviews of my own band that mirror these posted in this thread, then I will scream with the confirmation that it was not all for naught.
But maybe there's a different significance here. If the fact remains that far-right red state assholes assume that all gays are far-left chaps-wearing parade-marching weirdos, then publicity of this kind of organization might be important.