MAIN COVER IMAGE From Berlin’s Vogue For Tots V. Photo by Kirk
I stopped into Scot’s for their Oktoberfest party because I knew they would be playing Spoons out back. It’s always a ridiculously fun photo op and a great way to drink far too much beer for my own good. What I didn’t expect was to run into the Scot’s football team. Okay, first of all, hottttttt! Secondly, when I told them I shot for Nightspots, they weren’t quite sure what I was talking about. When one of them grabbed a copy down from the shelf, their ignorance was explained. See, they called Nightspots “Who I’d Like To Fuck.” Apparently, it’s fun to flip through these pages to see with whom you would like to get down. And I have the sneaking suspicion that they aren’t the only ones who play this game. So please continue to read Who You’d Like To Fuck Magazine, and pay special attention to the boys in orange on page 20. I’ve made MY selections already.
Everybody on God’s green Earth was at the bon voyage party for Hunters, including, for some reason, my cousin Melissa. It was a fun and unexpected family reunion and I fully expect to see even more cousins at the new Phoenix, opening this week. Maybe my grandpa will make an appearance as well. From the ashes will rises the Phoenix … and Grandpa Tony.
Why must all my favorite lesbians flee the city? First Kate Sosin and now Jenae Williams. Goddess speed, Jenae. Berlin won’t be the same without you.
Well, my black ass is off to Orlando, Fla., for one solid week of theme-parking, fireworking, and general gay madness. Got some super-sketchy tips from some of the guys at Scot’s on where to go. I shall have to embark on a bit of investigative journalism. All in a week’s work.
