Chuck treats the whole gang to a trip to San Francisco for Gay Pride, but things don't exactly go as planned.
Before you can say "Queer Diaspora," Rick and Steve and Kirsten and Dana all end up tussling with a band of uber-PC San Franciscans. Hell hath no fury like a Radical Faerie or a horny drag queen nun/activist spurned! It's attack of the gay cliches--but who's more pissed off? The radical SF progressives, or the twinks and dykes from West Lahunga?
Harvey Milk never meant for it to be like this!!!!
