A gay knows that he has been involuntarily chosen for a Baptist make-over when he wakes up one morning to hear Marge Davis jimmying open his condo door and bellowing in an affable Marjorie Main holler: "Let A Howdy To My Store -- Change Your Dowdy Décor!"
Marge Davis is the official interior decorator for the Western White House in Crawford, Texas. "I am proud that through my participation in the Baptists for Limp Wrists swat team, I have been able to bring knotty-pine dinette sets to urban breakfast nooks formerly ruined by expensive Eye-talian knockoffs," yells Marge over Percy Faith, as she runs her turquoise-ringed fingers along the plush burnt-tangelo velvet-like upholstery of an 88-inch Conquistador sofa sectional that has just arrived in her spacious show trailer. Marge is on a righteous crusade to bring country-casual charm to ex-gays by gently weaning them off of Crate & Barrel and other furniture lines that turn a snooty-homosexual nose to Formica and other authentic faux-colonial looks.
You would be amazed at the expression of stunned delight on the faces of gays when I tell them: "You could have bought 30 "wipe and forget" Herculon wagon-wheel sofas (and I would have thrown in a butter churn lamp!) for the money you wasted on that hoity-toity leather Maurice Villency settee -- and not end up with something in your rumpus room that looked like it came out of the back of your Bonneville!"
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