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Some have called us blanket and bubbles, fags, or nelly boys, but we think they wanted to bum our cigarettes, steal our MJ records and ride our prismatic ponies.
We are, in fact, Infinity crystal crunching starmen with a league of tranny-child warriors at our beck and call.
We are trans-millennial conquistadores from the giant age with an addiction to powder and fish porn.
We are half crystal / half man, filled with chintzy splendor, soap opera dramas and the sparkliest of pop divas.
We are the sci-fi queers and campy space spelunkers who are ready to disrupt the fabric of space-time with contagious future-diseases.
Our minds are in-tune with the Sissyborgs as we conspire through gay science to befriend the knick knack cave critters and other peacockcocks who live on the tinseled plants sprouting from the bowels of our asteroid glitter cave floor.
In our wake, we leave a trail of daring drag queens, camp icons, and a bevy of beautiful boys with wigs trapped in video feedback loops and static weapons distorting our subliminal time-based camouflage to hypnotize the masses.
We may even resemble artificial fruit and flowers, feathers, leathers, chains, or mirror shards and plastic glitter balls, but what we really are remains to be seen.