So at this point just about every queer with their head screwed on right is done with a certain sparkly, sequined European song competition. Party Dyke spies a hole in the market. We need something new... something better... We'll Throw our own Eurovision. With Blackjack. And Strippers.

With the good folks of Slvtriot we're throwing a queer FLINTA* eurotrash extravaganza with music, dancing, casino games*, drunk lesbian karaoke and more.

*For lame legal reasons there will be no actual gambling. At least none that I can be held accountable for.

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