They amassed in the early evening at Dolores Park.
By bringing traffic to a standstill, their first objective was completed.
At 7:00 pm they launched their first wave of attack. Leading with a calvary of “Dykes on Bikes,” they smashed their way through the streets. A very effective offensive maneuver and also a crowd favorite.
Just like the Norse berzerker warriors of ancient times, who fought to the death covered only in the blood of their enemies, these two ladies were obviously the most fearsome of the bunch.
Without warning, the second wave was released. The thunderous roar of the lesbian rascal scooter gang could be heard for miles.
Then all hell broke loose as the infantry swept through the streets like a tidal wave. We held fast on a fire escape and were able to document the chaos that ensued.
One lone heterosexual man begged us for help but for our own safety, we could not open the door. By the time we found a rope to lower to him, he was swept away in an ocean of lesbians. We could still hear his screams from blocks away.
Here’s a couple of tattooed babes enjoying the march.
Lisa and Janella from Tawapa pounded Tequila and enjoyed the day as we cowered in our darkened apartment.
As always, whenever a group of homosexuals wants to get together in San Francisco, block off the streets and get wasted, Jesus smiles upon them with the gift of perfect weather. A beautiful day turned into a long night of celebration. Another Pride Weekend come and gone. Another day in the life of our wonderful city.