The Bachmann clinic, got a visit from a group of well-dressed barbarians today, GAY BARBARIANS.
That was the fanciest, sparkliest, funniest protest ever.
The Truth: Back at the beginning of the millennium, (love saying that, it sounds so futuristic!) I had the pleasure of being in New Orleans during Southern Decadence. Don’t know what Southern Decadence is? Look it up! I ran into a pack of Gay barbarians, well they were a group of fancy buff dudes dressed like Tarzan, so it fits. All I’m going to say is this:
Hat’s off for the protesters deciding to wear 98% more clothing than those loin-clothed gentlemen did that night. I don’t think these folks would’ve cut as hot a figure as those stallions back in Nola so long ago…sigh, memories.
P.S. Shout out to the long-haired blonde dude, what he lacked for in enthusiasm and charisma, he made up for in a too late, lackluster finger point. YOU SIR, are the star!