[Real Life] Christmas Ball Sacks

Scott and I met up underground at the Castro Street Station. We rode the L down to Civic center station and made our way to Aunt Charlie's. Scott ordered us up some Pabst Blue Ribbon at $2.50 a can. Ah, white trash holidays, just like at home! The drag queens that preformed were nothing like you'd see at Trannyshack, where performances can be like theater. These were old school drag queens, the kind you know have lived the hardest life possible, putting it all on display in gowns of glitter. A few have fake breasts and cheek implants. I have it on good word that their "bits" are still intact. The tranny hunters were out in force. I couldn't tell if they were more tragic than the queens. Eager to give a "lady" a tip, buy "her" a drink and perhaps have a rendezvous later on. I can't image what would happen. It wouldn't be pretty. Scott is really well known, so all the "girls" played to us, especially Gina LaDivina "the $65,000 Silicone Wonder." She calls him one of her kids. She has "Two girls and eight boys." After the show we went walked through the Tenderloin. A black man with an eye-patch wished us a "Merry Christmas." We saw three police cars pull up to an apartment building, one officer hand cuffed the gate open and all six officers went inside. Merry Christmas indeed. When we got to Polk street, we headed north. Grubstake on pine was our destination. Tranny hookers were working the street. Kevin and Scott would call out to them and we'd all laugh. By the time we got to Grubstake we found it closed. We turned around and headed back down to Polk and to this dive pizza restaurant. We ordered up slices. Two mushroom and one cheese. The place was pretty packed, since it was small. While waiting for our slices we noticed one of the cooks slip off his sneaker and scratched the bottom of his sock. We laughed and laughed. I knew my slice was going to taste extra cheesy. I checked the bottom of the slice for planter warts. We made fun of some girls that came in. One tranny hooker kept walking by the window. She wore a jean mini skirt which didn't cover her ass, a denim jacket with a hot pink blouse and hot pink stilettos. Kevin commented, "She's obviously dressed for winter." Scott retorted, "She's a figure skater looking for some "ice'". Finally, at 2 AM we got a cab and drove home. Another Christmas Eve for the books.