Just because our Erstwhile Leaders decided to commemorate the Sacred Hurling of a Parking Meter Through a Window by an Enraged Drag Queen (to paraphrase T. R. Witomski), did they have to fucking commemorate it at an AT LEAST 15 hour interval from the original Hurling?
I live somewhere other than New York. In my world, it's COLD out there at 7 AM.
This thing should start around 4 PM.
I am in fact, such a faggot I left Pride early to go get a picture framed.