Okay so back on November 1st, 2008 I fell in love with a young party monster. He is called Stefon. I have seen ever skit with him in it, but I have fallen in love with him, and just everything.
One of the first skits I saw was Movie Pitch with Stefon. Eleven years later, I'm still crying about that skit.
I love Stefon okay.
I still believe that a strange 30 something-year old gay man who lives in a garbage can is somewhere out in New York City. But if there's one thing that Stefon has taught me, it's that these clubs have something for everyone, even if you think they don't. Never lose hope. Never feel like the club has nothing for you. Some club out there has something for you. You are important.
Anyways back to the topic of Stefon. It hurts. I cried while watching it (honestly). So unless you don't mind crying, laying on the floor crying, or just plain hurt, I do not reccommend Stefon for you.