quick question: how much more post-party, liberal artsy small talk am i going to have to endure before my bevy of brilliant business ideas starts getting venture capitalized? i mean, seriously. “the oppressive male gayz” would be a great name for a gay bar. listen, we’ll soft open in some questionably uncomplicated neighborhood like chinatown or QUEEEEENZ → aaaaaand then, [dramatic pause] once our bi-weekly dance-a-thon-with-a-python-a-thon goes viral, nymag will note that it was – not us – but our fiercely loyal major-regs (major regulars) who shortened its name to …
l’OMG.