Whadda ya want: A free Queer Eye makeover?
There is a gay mafia. And if you’re not careful, we will whack you.
We’re nothing like “The Sopranos.” Sure we wear plenty of tight-fitting undershirts and even the occasional gaudy gold chain. We like our windows tinted, and most of us are in therapy. But we wouldn’t be caught dead with ungroomed chest hair. Hell, we wouldn’t be caught dead in New Jersey. But we have a mafia nonetheless. And if we don’t whack you, we’ll at least gentrify your ass (and your neighborhood while we’re at it).
My freshman year, a good portion of the campus gays gathered weekly in the Branford...
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