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autographedcatJeff has been visiting this weekend, which means the conversation level in our house gets more surreal than normal. (This is no bad thing.)
We were having a discussion about a great list of songs by band which were mostly one-hit wonders, and I was saying how I had kibitzed over the inclusion of the Pet Shop Boys, who had numerous top-20 singles in the 80s, and were even bigger in Europe.
Me: And of course, they were pioneers of gay disco, and that's no small thing.
Larissa: I didn't even know there was such a think as gay disco.
Me: Oh yes.
Larissa: Apparently, I've been hanging out with the wrong people.
Me: You obviously haven't been hanging out with gay people at discos.
Larissa: I like gay people. It's the disco I object to.
Jeff: How do you know a disco is gay, anyway?
Me: Easy. It makes passes at other discos.
Larissa: So what does a straight disco make passes at?
Me: (shrugs) A laundromat?
We were having a discussion about a great list of songs by band which were mostly one-hit wonders, and I was saying how I had kibitzed over the inclusion of the Pet Shop Boys, who had numerous top-20 singles in the 80s, and were even bigger in Europe.
Me: And of course, they were pioneers of gay disco, and that's no small thing.
Larissa: I didn't even know there was such a think as gay disco.
Me: Oh yes.
Larissa: Apparently, I've been hanging out with the wrong people.
Me: You obviously haven't been hanging out with gay people at discos.
Larissa: I like gay people. It's the disco I object to.
Jeff: How do you know a disco is gay, anyway?
Me: Easy. It makes passes at other discos.
Larissa: So what does a straight disco make passes at?
Me: (shrugs) A laundromat?
