Take me to a Gay Bar Gay Bar.

I went to a Gay Bar on Saturday Night. Oh my God, I don’t know what I was expecting, but there were flaming woofters everywhere. Mincing around and looking Queer. Don’t even get me started on the three “male dancers” on Stage.

The crowd was made up of:

• Faggots
• Young Kids who can’t get in anywhere else
• Couple’s in for a laugh/Seeing what it’s all about
• Strange looking Older Men eyeing up the gay young men.
  

Obviously it’s the last time I shall be going. Plus the draft Guinness and Bitter were absolutely undrinkable. No, they won’t be getting my patronage anymore.

Can you believe it, Gays on the Isle of Man…. Well I never. They’ll be giving women the vote if we are not careful.