The chanting was deafening : "Queer, fucking queer". He loved it, stripping down to an off-the-shoulder leotard, corset and black PVC mini.
Marilyn had certainly changed since we first met at Punk Jayne's mum's. The transformation from pig to butterfly was remarkable.
During the luch we ended up at the pub together. Marilyn put on a gala performace pulling out an eletric razor, pretending to shave his made-up face, bending over in front of straight boys, 'Oops, I'e dropped something.' He stuck one of Slag Sue's Tampaxes in his leotard with the string ganging out.
Everyone in the pub was transfixed, including me
Boy George - Take It Like A Man
