Dec 13, 2007 10:44
You know your gym has become a little gay when one of the 8 channels available on the individual TVs is Bravo. I'm just saying. I recently started back up at the gym in my neighborhood (Astoria, Queens), a bridge and tunnel neighborhood that over the last few years has attracted the gays on a budget. I was there long before the Starbucks and the faux-hawked homos who decided it was a reasonable alternative to the overpriced and over-hyped streets of Chelsea or Hell's Kitchen came.
Predominantly gay gyms are a dime a dozen in Girlhatten. They even have funny gay nicknames. David Barton (where asexual Anderson Cooper works out) is known colloquially as "Dolly Parton." There used to be a gym in Chelsea called American Fitness that everyone who was anyone referred to as "Mary Can Ya Lift This?"
Now, I'm not saying my gym The Rock is gay. There are more born and bred Queens gumbas than priced-out-of-Manhattan poofters but it would let you suck it's cock if you didn't tell anyone.
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