southern metropolis recap

After Thanksgiving, Dick and I took a trip to visit Htrouser and Lady McT in Southern Metropolis. It was all kind of a blur of drinking, amazing large southern lesbian-made breakfasts, public transit, and Grand Theft Auto.



And the ass peach. In fact, it was such a blur that I can't remember what I had at the Flying Biscuit save the biscuit that came on the side and the totally fucking amazing grits; after waiting for an hour to be seated, all I recall is an intense feeling of joy and contentment as my hunger and hangover were conquered by deliciousness.

Thanks, HT and LMT, for the first class hospitality!