How Y'all Doing? Misadventures and Mischief from a Life Well Lived

by Leslie Jordan

But I dialed him up the next morning promptly at ten minutes after eight. He answered on the first ring. “What you ’fraid of, baby?” “Um . . . heterosexual men. Um . . . getting sick with AIDS . . . and um . . . that I sound like a big sissy when I talk . . . and um . . . heights.”