"I grew up in a little in Georgia, Columbus Georgia, to be precise. Actually, in the 'One Of Us' section, we one of us ran from home at fourteen, and that was me. I was tortured in school, I was the fag. People were calling me 'faggot' before I even knew what that word meant. I went and found out what it meant, and was 'Oh, there's a name for it?' At the time, I didn't find it amusing. I like to be about it now, because I've expended an incredible amount of over the past of... years, actually over my life, trying to pretend that that never to me, that that's not part of my life, that I've always been this cool. Huh, God. So, what I'd to do know actually is reach back to roots that I have tried so to wipe out of my life, and share with you a fantasy from that period... more of a nightmare. I was so angry and, and confused, and lonely and miserable that of my fantasies during that period of time sort of ran like the 'Carrie.'" It was Homecoming at my high school Everyone was there, it was cool I was so excited, why, I wet my jeans my best friend Debbie was Homecoming Queen She looked so pretty in chiffon the float with her tiara on Holding this humongous in her hand She looked out of Disneyland! Well, it was just the Cinderella ride - it was definitely an 'E' ticket! The was cheering, everyone was stoked You know, I think it was like the whole school was coked out or something. The band was 'Evergreen' all of a sudden, somebody screamed: "Oh my God, look out! The Homecoming got a GUN!!!" Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! Debbie's smiling, and her gun off cheerleaders one by one Oh no! Muffy's just blew to bits My God, Mitzi's just did the splits! My best friend is on a spree it, Debbie, you're embarrassing me! How could you do you just did - Are you a really bad period? run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun! Everybody run, the Queen's got a gun! (Stop it, Debbie, you're a mess Powder burns all over dress Bloody bodies all over the have thought she'd be packing a rod!) An hour later, you know, the cops had Oh, but by the entire glee club had died - no big loss You wouldn't believe they brought to stop gas, machine guns... even a chopper! "Throw down your gun and tiara and out of that float!" Debbie listen to what the cop said, No, she and fired, and now the math teacher's dead! Oh, it's really sad, but, you know, kind of a relief, You see, we had this big test up next week... Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! Everybody run, the Homecoming got a gun! (Debbie's really a blast! She's wasted of the class!) The cops fired a warning shot and she dove off that I tried to "Duck!" but it stuck in my throat She hit the ground and did a it was real acrobatic But I was so hard, I couldn't work my Instamatic. I ran to Debbie, I had to find out, like, What made her do it, why'd she freak I saw the bullet had grazed her... about here. I then... the end was near. And I... As... Do y'all So as the team and a gaggle of hall monitors escorted her from the field, I ran alongside, and I to her, "Debbie! Debbie, why did you do it? Why did you do it?" She smiled at me and said, "I did it for Lonnie." "Lonnie? Debbie, who's There aren't any boys in our school named Lonnie. There is Ms. Wilson, the wood shop teacher.... Oh my God, Debbie is why you spent all that time makin' tacky birdhouses instead of being in the Future Homemakers of America me?" It was too late for answers. And as the SWAT team roared off the sunset, I, I surveyed the gruesome scene before me. The of that beautiful 'V-for-Victory' that the Pep Club had so hard on... And then it hit me. It's still Homecoming Week. We can't a Homecoming Game without a Homecoming Queen. It was I knew what I must do. So I retrieved her tiara from where it had fallen and I it lovingly upon my head, willing to assume the burden of Homecoming Queen, eager to with a firm, yet sensitive hand... All right, boys, it for me! scream, the Homecoming Queen is a queen! He's a queen, he's a queen, a queen, he's a queen. Ahhhhhhh, a big old queen!