A Supposedly Stolen Car, a Boxer Puppy and Meryl Streep Sunglasses...aka My Too Wong Foo Style Trip To Little Rock!

Ok of all the blogs i read two of them have been posting about stuff in their past.

I figured as much as I usually hate being a bandwagon queen I would put my nipples and caution to the wind and get on the bandwagon anyway.

This has been a couple of years ago now but I had decided I wanted to come to Little Rock for the Miss Gay Little Rock Pagaent. My friend Jazmyn Turell from Fayetteville was going to be competing and I wanted to lend her my support.

As the weeks went by leading up to the trip I was having a hell of a time deciding whether I wanted to find someone to stay with or just get a hotel room. I know a lot of people here and could easily have found someone I already knew to stay with. But not me.

I had been talking to a couple of folks I know well now named B and J. I had been talking to B for quite sometime and had agreed I would stay with him. Now add to this mix that Mimi had wanted to come with me.

As the trip nears Mimi and I decide that we will probably head out one night after i get off work. It is a 3 hour drive from Fayetteville to Little Rock so making this trip at night was going to ignunt considering I got off at abercrombie at like 11:00 pm. The day comes and I go to work. Mimi meets me after work and we decide to tip out to the bar for just a bit to see the show. At this point we get an idea. A Too Wong Foo trip to Little Rock!

We went to my house gathered my things, grabbed a token drag picture of Sasha to put on the ashtray in her car. Grabbed a couple of fabulous scarves some lip stick, make up removal wipes and our Meryl Streep looking glasses and we were on out way. Now this was quite the sight. Two of fayetteville's dizziest queens sporting facial hair fabulously painted lips with scarves tied around their heads and big sunglasses, flying down the road with a boxer puppy in the backseat, a token drag picture in the front, and the Too Wong Foo soundtrack just blasting.

We buzz along just merrily honking and waving at people. Blowing kisses all sorts of silly things until we were about half way to Little Rock and Winnifred (my boxer) had to pee. So we stop off in russellville wipe off the lips and stuff and let her out. Of course she won't go so we get back in the car. About a mile down the road she starts crying again. I have had it and declare that she can wait till we get to Little Rock. Mimi rails against me telling me I am being a horrible mother that she is just a baby to stop at the next exit. this happens to be a rest area where people have been murdered. I however am undeterred. While Mimi is screaming we could be killed I pull in and throw Winnifred out to pee. She finally does and I go in to pee myself. Not a soul is in there but there was an empty truck in the parking lot. I decide to come screaming out of there telling Mimi that someone just lunged at me to start the damn car. She frantically does and when i get in and tell her I was kidding she is livid! As we are pulling our a police car goes by us and turns around. At this point Mimi starts to panic, this is a new car for her, but she just took her tag off her old car and put in on this one without switching it. Sure enough here come the blue lights.

Well they just knew we had stolen a car. So when they asked Mimi to step out of the vehicle I think she wet herself. I in traditional Zsa Zsa fashion sat and stared very unamusedly at the policeman at my window. So while I am dishing attitude Mimi is about to fall apart explaining the situation. It turns out were legal, she had all the documentation supporting that she had just bought it and intended to transfer the plate.

Back on the road to Little Rock with Mimi just screaming at me about serving up attitude to cop and how I could have landed us in jail we finally make it to Little Rock and pull up at B and J's house.

We all make our introductions and what not and Mimi just thinks B and I have known each other forever. You can imagine her surprise the next morning when I asked if she wanted in on a little secret. B and I giggled like school girls as we watched the color drain from her face and she started calling me cunt for not telling her I had never met them until we got there. Ah she was mad at me for a month over that one. The trip back home was boring and uneventful, but the trip down sure was a doozey!