They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

O'Hagan's Dancer

You know how I know you're gay? You couldn't stop doing the splits while screaming "All I Want For Christmas Is You." Nice move doing the splits to get eye level with me too. As if that wasn't the creepiest thing I've ever been a part of.

Chicago, IL

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