I can’t imagine J. Edgar Hoover in drag,
it just sends shivers up my spine to know
he persecuted gays like a tyrant yet was
gay himself. And even so, I can’t imagine
a man, any man (gay or not) having sex of
any type with J. Edgar Hoover, planting
kisses on his bulldog face and complimenting
him on how ravishing he looked in the dress
he wore. They say he was a mean queen who
shaved his legs and loved to dance in high
heel shoes with well-endowed young men.
I can’t imagine anyone doing the
cha cha cha
with J. Edgar Hoover shaking his big fat ass in
drag. They say he loved to wear girdles under
stylish dresses, paint his nails and rouge his
cheeks. They say he ate a bowl of chili every
day for lunch so he could scent the air with fart.
It’s no secret, not at all, that J. Edgar Hoover
was an ugly man, an ugly man in drag.
it just sends shivers up my spine to know
he persecuted gays like a tyrant yet was
gay himself. And even so, I can’t imagine
a man, any man (gay or not) having sex of
any type with J. Edgar Hoover, planting
kisses on his bulldog face and complimenting
him on how ravishing he looked in the dress
he wore. They say he was a mean queen who
shaved his legs and loved to dance in high
heel shoes with well-endowed young men.
I can’t imagine anyone doing the
cha cha cha
with J. Edgar Hoover shaking his big fat ass in
drag. They say he loved to wear girdles under
stylish dresses, paint his nails and rouge his
cheeks. They say he ate a bowl of chili every
day for lunch so he could scent the air with fart.
It’s no secret, not at all, that J. Edgar Hoover
was an ugly man, an ugly man in drag.