Vandal laughed as he lifted a plastic bagged costume off a rack. It contained a pink thong, feather boa, pink flip flops, a pink butt plug, pink rubber gladiator-style wristbands, and pink card. It was labeled "CARD CARRYING PUSSYBOY."
"Hey, John, I think I found something for you to wear. Notice the ID card is on a lanyard and has a place for your photograph."
John sneered as he looked at it, and then he laughed, "I think it's meant for you, Vandal, that pic looks like you."
"What? Wait? That does look like me!" Vandal exclaimed ripping open the package to get a closer look at the card. The moment he touched the pink kit, his fate was sealed. He was now a card carrying pussyboy. The ID card data all filled itself out with Vandal's info. "Oh, I just have to put this on!" gushed Vandal effeminately.
John rolled his eyes, and said, "Very funny!" He pulled a costume off a rack, and added, "And I suppose I should wear this one!"
His eyes sort of glazed over, and he followed Vandal to the dressing room, and mumbled, "Yes, I should wear this one..."