And I have to ruin the magical mood by telling a horrible story. So, when I was like thirteen, I went up to Boulder (the gay hub of Colorado) for History Fair. My dad and I were walking down Pearl Street Mall and there was a flutist with a comrade in a Tinkerbelle costume. My dad stopped and pointed saying "Look Maddy! A Fairy." And I, being the smart ass I was in middle school, quipped back "Da, thy perfer to be called gay." To my embarrassment, we found out it was indeed a man in the Tinkerbelle costume when we stopped to listen to the band. I wanted to die.
And I have to ruin the magical mood by telling a horrible story. So, when I was like thirteen, I went up to Boulder (the gay hub of Colorado) for History Fair. My dad and I were walking down Pearl Street Mall and there was a flutist with a comrade in a Tinkerbelle costume. My dad stopped and pointed saying "Look Maddy! A Fairy." And I, being the smart ass I was in middle school, quipped back "Da, thy perfer to be called gay." To my embarrassment, we found out it was indeed a man in the Tinkerbelle costume when we stopped to listen to the band. I wanted to die.
And I have to ruin the magical mood by telling a horrible story. So, when I was like thirteen, I went up to Boulder (the gay hub of Colorado) for History Fair. My dad and I were walking down Pearl Street Mall and there was a flutist with a comrade in a Tinkerbelle costume. My dad stopped and pointed saying "Look Maddy! A Fairy." And I, being the smart ass I was in middle school, quipped back "Da, thy perfer to be called gay." To my embarrassment, we found out it was indeed a man in the Tinkerbelle costume when we stopped to listen to the band. I wanted to die.
It's how nice fairy