Yup, it's that time of the year where queers all over the world come down to Sydney to party.
According to their website, the main objective is to raise the visibility of the gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, intersex and queer communities.
Click here if you want to know more of its history.
After being nearly suffocated to death from smelling the revelers arm pits, we brought a milk crate to stand on this time round.
The Dykes on Bikes is traditionally the first act to start the ball rolling.
What's up with the pseudo pope in crimson? He went around with a red heart-shaped balloon and "blessing" others. Haha.
He needs a lot of prayer himself.
The lady on the left seems to like what she is seeing.
The queens we have at Changi Village has got a lot to learn from these people here.
I wonder if they noticed that they are actually mirroring each other's action.
We managed to balance ourselves on a milk crate after nearly pushed over by the people in front of us.
Everything went on quite alright till a girl tried to squeeze through with a milk crate up in the air, which nearly knocked our heads. I got quite angry and had a go at her.
She was very unreasonable and argued that if we let her through, she wouldn't have to do this.
How about coming earlier next year, instead of exposing her limited intellect to complete strangers.
Before she moved on, she screamed at us to go back to our own country.
I nearly wanted to replied her to come along with us this October.
Our party ended prematurely when we were asked to clear the area due to a medical emergency.
It was all good still.
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