Pride cometh before the fall

It’s Pride time again. The parade, the bare-chested men with muscles and jockstraps, the bare-chested women with muscles and jockstraps, towers of hair, screamers in tacky drag, love-filled Christians condemning us all to the deepest depths of hell, etc. Ho hum. Been there. Done that. I thought. I had only seen Pride events on newscasts…

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