What kind of moron just wakes up one day & decides that going downtown to get chased & gored & tossed in the air by a 1000+ pound animal is a good idea?
bull dykes, white virgin shirts* day after labor day...? (*I don't get the white shirts bit); now that gives a whole new meaning to Dykes on Bikes, Trikes, or- Chix with Dix, and every other trans-fkd up possible Caitlyn Scenario.....
Can you say C-A-S-T-R-O District of Frisco....?
Beware Tote, if indeed you move to SF. Have you made up your mind if its going to be Frisco or Seattle yet...???