Some have suggested this blog really ought to remain a one hit wonder. Go down in the annals of history as the blog that could have been. And as much as I appreciate that input, I feel it our duty as a gay community equipped with digital cameras to document the follies that befall us.
But to fully appreciate the origins of drunk gays let me take you back, way back, to the summer of 2008 and more specifically ye olde Metropolitan BBQs. The ones where you say you're there for just one and end up staying until you can't count past one. Well ladies and gentlemen, trannies and otherwise identified individuals....this is our beginning and it all starts with the scantily clad:

photos courtesy of Rosemary