So I flew into the Minneapolis airport this morning and have headed for the "Larry Craig Mens Room" as it is now called. It has become a tourist mecca..I'm shocked to see over thirty men in line waiting to get into the room. I've decided to change my approach a bit so I go up to the last man in line and ask him "What do you think of the blue fin tuna shortage?" While he is still trying to understand the question I hit him with "Would you pick toilet paper up off the floor in this mens room?" He glares at me and asks "What do I look like, a janitor, or a senator? I'm just an average citizen waiting to see stall number 3." I thank him and move up the line..I spot a young man wearing tap dance shoes..perhaps he's part of a traveling broadway show..I quickly ask him what street Sardis is on. While he is trying to count down from 42nd street I ask him about the tap shoes..It turns out he only likes much older men.."I've found that many of them are very hard of hearing, so If I tap with these shoes they can hear it and respond. I just have to be very careful when I tap on top of their foot, I've broken toes with too hard a tap." Boy, I'm thinking I can sure relate to that. I ask him if he's ever seen Sen. Craig in this mens room.."Well one day last year an older gent was bending over picking up toilet paper and towels from the floor. I can't swear it was him but he was wide beamed for sure" ..Thanking him I move on and find an older gent with hearing aids..I send him back to the tap dancer..last I saw they were walking arm in arm out the exit. Next I spot a nice looking guy about 30 so I approach him..Are you standing in line to see the infamous stall? I ask him.."I'm so mad I could just stomp my foot, that has been my stall for years..I hang out here every day, it's just so cruisy, and now every Tom, Dick and Harry is trying to sit there-sightseer's everywhere and now I have to stand in line to get into my own stall--I can't tell the difference between a trick and a tourist--My feet hurt, honey I've tapped so much I have flat feet and corns, not to mention bruised arches from the rubes tapping the top of my foot. All because that closet case, potato brain senator cruises a cop. I may have to head for the men´s room at MM34 on the interstate. But first I'll have to call the governor and ask them to clean it better.
NEWS FLASH--Sen. Craig flies back to Washington through the Denver airport. Can anyone tell me which rest room is cruisy??+
Well now don't this beat all..talk about a moral dilemma for our Senator Craig..the ACLU is filing a brief in his defense. Now cruising men's rooms and then denying it is one thing..bad enough for a so called conservative..but allowing the ACLU to represent him has exposed him for what he is. A two faced liar and hypocrite-just because he happened to know the mens room code doesn't make him guilty. But allowing the ACLU into his life says it all.
In the past few days several gay men have come out with stories of their encounters with Larry Craig..including one in the Denver airport. In a strange twist of fate the gay escort who outed the Reverend Haggard also had sex with Sen. Craig. Its interesting all the stories had a common theme.before sex the Senator is friendly, he never takes his clothes off, just his jacket and shirt, leaving his pants and tee shirt on..as soon as he is satisfied his demeaner turns cold, unfriendly, and he wants his partners to leave right away--no cuddling with this dude. His shoving a 20 in the pocket of a young man he had picked up, and remark he could buy and sell him reminds me of his attitude with the undercover cop-this guy is a freak.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
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