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I returned to Aunt Charlies just three days later. It was the launch point for Rachael's Very Tenderloin Bachelorette Party.
Fans, I don't approve of inviting (making) gays come to your baby shower or bachelorette party. These are women-only events, and honestly, we were glad to be excluded from them. When did it become okay to make us honorary women? That's not really an honor, you know. We have enough issues. But I suppose when you're holding your bachelorette party in Tenderloin gay bars, it's okay to invite the gays.
We stayed at Aunt Charlies for quite some time and caught the first half of the drag show. They did several numbers in honor of Rachael's impending marriage, so that was nice. Who doesn't like seeing 70 year-old drag queens singing about vaginas?
We walked en masse over to Deco, formerly Jezebelle's Joint, formerly Deco again before that. They were having some piano-playing gay and I think he was singing Christmas songs, but by this point I was already about six vodka rocks into my buzz.
I don't think we stayed there for very long until we walked up to The Gangway. I remember almost nothing about being there, and I'm not sure if we went anywhere else afterwards, so I probably shouldn't be narrating this story. We ended up at Sparky's for some sobering greasy food, which only went so far with me.
Is it a faux-pas to be more wasted than the bachelorette? And why is it that every time I go to Sparky's someone has a camera to record it? These, too, are questions best left unanswered for the time being. Here, look at some pictures instead.