That’s no lady! – By Melissa Dribben – Inquirer Staff Writer

Shady Pines is momentarily out of sass. The 7-foot beauty, in black vinyl gown, fishnet stockings and studded leather choker, retreats to a chair on stage at the Gershman Y.

She has spent the last two hours clambering onto tables where audience members were eating pizza and playing bingo. Stomping her colossal platform heels in their faces. Demonstrating, solo, a sexual position that requires two. She has offered ribald birthday greetings to a delighted middle-aged lady and asked a translator for the deaf to teach her sign language for “fake vagina.”