Jackie Beat, drag queen/celebrity of LA, got into an altercation with some hooligans who pushed her. Then:
I try to stand my ground, but this guy is huge and has obviously been mainlining Angel Dust laced with Raid or something, so I cross the street and head towards my car. Then I turn to Travis and say, “I cannot walk away from this!” and dear Travis says, with a very worried look on his face, “Jackie, are you sure?” I nod enthusiastically and walk back across the street, past the guy who is still trying to attack me and right into Micky’s. I walk into the DJ booth, grab the cordless microphone and announce, “Hey everyone, it’s me Jackie! I was just walking to my car when this guy called me a freak and threatened to kick my ass and I was just wondering if there were ten or twenty or thirty of you that would like to come with me and prove to this guy that he can’t push fags and drag queens around. I’ll meet you at the front door!”
Live honey! I live for this type of story! The drama continues on Jackie's new blog.
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