When you're done coming up with fanciful stories, perhaps you'd like to demonstrate how you know who these blobs are with something beyond obnoxious sarcasm.
Iacoletti,
Where's the "beef"? Don't like the implications of what you posited about those three people a few months ago?
Not my problem, Iacoletti.
You painted yourself into a corner, and now you're gonna need a lot of thinner to get it off your high, flesh-colored boots.
Iacoletti,
Look at it this way -- If those three people on the Pergola Patio (you do agree they are people, don't you?) are not:
1) Men who are wearing long-sleeved shirts and really long bermuda shorts, or
2) Men who are wearing long-sleeved shirts and trousers tucked into their high, flesh-colored boots
... then what are those three "gay blades" wearing?
I honestly can't think of any other possibilities for three fashion-conscious dudes who are 1) at a presidential motorcade 2) in conservative 1963 Dallas 3) on a cool and blustery Fall day.
Can you?
-- Mudd Wrassler Tommy 
......
Reality check:
All I did in the above post was to remind you of the two (2) "Three Men On The Pergola Patio" wardrobe scenarios you proffered on another thread a few months ago.
Can't you come up with any more, anymore?
Hmm. Come to think of it,
I can -- Maybe those are three dudes ... in drag!
-- MWT
