Toronto Diary
1 min

Ho ho ho!

I’m typing this out while staying at my dad’s place for Christmas. My brothers are downstairs drinking enough booze to put our local SAQ owner’s kids through college, Dad’s wrapping last-minute presents, and I just inhaled so much dog hair, I horked up a Yorkshire terrier.

God, I miss Pointe-Claire.

Anyway, as my little Christmas present to you — which I’ll let you unwrap a little early because, what the hell, it’s Christmas! — here’s RuPaul’s Christmas Ball in its full run. Yes, even on Christmas I’m still preaching the gospel of Ru. Merry Christmas, everyone!

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