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The Barb 10 Hello again this month dearies. Get ready, here it comes... A certain influential businessman that is well known around town, recently hung his bare butt out the window of a friends car, after having a few drinks. Must have been a delightful experience for passing motorists, heh! heh! There’s a certain couple around town that had another one of their marital spats in the ladies rest room of a local lounge. We can always count on these two to “do their thing” at least once a month. This time two innocent bystanders got in on the fight, tsk. tsk. There are congratulations in order for G.L. and C.B. on their new business venture. A Kennel located near Gainsville. Best of luck, guys. Is it true that Drescena Drape and Kitty Hawk are contemplating putting together another Trash Review? Oh, my gay nerves. ... Next time our co-editor throws a 4th of July Rat Pack Gathering and gets drunk and stoned, it might be a good idea if she stays at the party instead of taking off with Drescena Drape to the Rat Pack Secret spot, where she drunkenly stumbled over a waterfall, and proceeded to splash around fully clothed in a little lake, yelling “come on in, the water’s fine” An Esther Williams she’ll never be. Dumb broad can’t even swim...... about G.L. and D.D. streaking thru the Apartment Complex where they reside? And what I have been told about their skinny dipping pool parties.. Mercy! The latest on our slum landlady Liddia is that she became bored with the scene, and is now selling cars for one of Atlantas largest dealers. The old *giri is raking in the green stuff so I’ve been told. C.L. and J.T. are telling anyone who will listen how much they hate one another again. By the time we go to press, they will be lovey dovey again. That you can bet on.. Congratulations to Shawn as our new Miss Gay Atlanta, and Peral Bailee as Entertainer of the Year Knew you could do it kids. Fantastic Pageant B.C. R. P. never learns. Those tree trails seem to hold a fascination for him. Well, that’s it for this month dearies. Everyone be bad, and I’ll report more grease next month. Ta Ta. . . Atlanta’s Most Complete Adult Book Stores EROS BOOKMART 777 Ponce de Leon Aye. Atlanta, Ga. 874-9316 CLIMAX BOOKMART 1845 Piedmont Rd. N.E. Atlanta, Ga. 875-2210 'Great Places To Meet Friends' \ >♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ The Gay by LIDDIA LIPSHITS Friday night arrived again, Lewis and I deci ded to go to the bar early that night. I drove the car to the club and parked across the street. The parking ticket was worth a dollar towards a drink. I never drank mixed drinks there because I didn’t like the bartender. We sat at the bar next to an older queen. The old sissy moved <iown two stools. I asked the bar tender to serve him a drink knowing that he would resent us for it. “Well, Jim, what have you been doing with your - self besides tending Mary’s bar and getting your buns fluffed?” I queried. “Liddia, I have been saving my money so that I can take a trip to Miami next month. I am usually hear and on Sundays I cruise the park. Who can afford to do any thing with the p;ay I get from ljdre” he answered. “Stop complaining Jim, you could be out of a job like Miss Thing over there. She’s such a tacky bitch. Look at her gown! Early Salvation Army, I predict. She’s so tacky that no one would hire her, not even a cir cus,” I fumed. “You’re one to talk bitch, look at your gown, It is so old that it shines, ’% said Lewis who was my date for that night. After hearing that I picked up my mug of beer and threw it at him, * ‘You big sicky, I don’t need your crap. Just shut your face and drink up, faggot, (before you eat this mug with the'beer on your head,” I said, as I was pissed to say the least. The show was about to begin so we took a seat at the table. The owner of the club joined us. The sound system stopped during the overture...and the shit flew. The owner got up and charged back stage like a bull. The sound system came on again as we heard, “excuse us for the de lay, we just blew a fuse.” “Well, I guess so, those .queens could f— up a wet dream,” Lewis said. The first entertainer made her entrance to the stage, performing “This Is My Life,” sung by some unknown artist, other than Shirley. She performed quite well and had two encores. It was 1:00 a.m. and the bars closed at 2:00, then ; Lewis and I were smashed already. The last show was about to end and everyone had started to leave. I in vited that tacky drag, in her second hand gown to join us at the after hours eatery off Piedmont, and she accepted so we Days We Remember as I kicked him' under the table. /‘Those bars wouldn’t pay her enough, ’ ’ I said to be friendly of course, “I have no desire to perform/’ answered Merriam. “The drags in this town are too hard to work with, and besides I have a Sugar Daddy.” “Well , girl, we all can’t be as lucky as you,” I said, as Merriam got up to use the ladies room. We waited until she was out of sight and left after paying the check. Advertise In The Barb ! You Bet Your Sweet Ass We Open On Sunday (Till 3 AM) Powder Puff Lounge 28 East Main St Chattanooga, Tenn. Cherice Nicole Heads An All Star Cast . . With'' Lorraine North Adrian Sanchez Misji Dawn Disc Jockey Thursday Friday Saturday & Sunday 3 Shows Nightly Friday Saturday & Sunday Phone (615) 265-9790 trucked on to get our late night snack. When we arrived there was a line of about fifteen queens waiting to be seated. The queens spotted Lewis and me. and waved their limp wrist £ like a bunch of old ladies We acknowledged, but could tell that they were whispering about the tacky one with us. After waiting twenty minutes, we were seated. We en joyed our eggs and bacon “Well Merriam, how is it that you haven’t been on stage” asked Lewis WE | In MACON It’s ¥ I * * * * * f. ¥, ^ 434 Cotton Ave. I X Macon, Ga. GO-GO BOYS WEEKENDS THREE LOUNGE Where You Meet The Nicest People Phone: 746-9193 ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥ ¥