|The Super Bowl of beer busts
||[Jun. 27th, 2005|09:49 am]
|||||"You Make Me Feel Mighty Real" - Sylvester||]|
The reason I always love going to the Cuff for their annual Pride street party is always the same: invariably, I will see something that makes me laugh so hard that I almost puke. Frequently the source of hilarity comes from the “live” acts performing on stage. Bonnie Pointer wins the prize for 2005, hands down.
Bonnie appeared in a ratty, fake leopard fur coat over what basically looked like a bra and bulky panties with tassel-type attachments. She also appeared to be slightly high and/or drunk, but that could’ve been my interpretation because I certainly was. And I would be too if, like Bonnie, I had to perform on a rickety platform underneath an E-Z Up shade structure with a big metal support pole running right up the middle of the stagefront.
Apparently Bonnie isn’t even one of the actual Pointer Sisters, but that didn’t stop her from performing all their hits. Getting into the swing of things on “Jump,” Bonnie started bouncing and high kicking so much that her boob popped right out of her bra. Unaware or unashamed, she just kept jumping and yelping. She finally fixed her bra, only to have her other tit make an appearance moments later. “I don’t care!!” she screamed before huffing and hoofing her way through yet another round of the chorus, finally yanking down her bra so that both breasts could fly free. A total stranger grabbed my arm and buried his head in my chest. It was that funny. I think the total stranger also liked how I smelled.
Another highlight of the evening was going on a slightly damp, slightly drunk walking tour of jcnelson’s Pride-related reality check posters, including a quick survey of defacement status. There was at least one wall where they all hung intact, but the majority of them had been significantly clawed away. Sooooooooo controverrrrrrrrrrrrrsial! Nice work, Jake!
And big thanks to djeltoro and seattlewolf for blowing it up with their World's Tiniest T Dance at the Bus Stop. Holy fuck was that fun. I got all Bonnie Pointer on the Lil’ Bit O’ Linoleum dance floor, but with my boxers instead of a bra.