This is possibly my worst nightmare.
After my 23rd birthday at Filter 14 (RIP), a couple of us went for late night food at the Tramway Diner. I saw some old ladies chatting a few booths down from us, and I noted to everyone how that would be us in 40 years. Then I realized that they were all crossdressers and/or transvestites. And that is how the Tramway Diner was rechristened the Tramvestite Diner.
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OK...I was just telling Damien that story (although I am not sure I was actually at the diner that nite but I know I was at your 23rd BDAY...where was I???) because of the Tram incident that happened the other day...haha funny you posted about it!
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