Franz Liszt ain't one.
(damm, i think she's right!)
You forgot Lez-Bean. Heard that one once in the South - me and my best friend went into this local redneck bar, someone asked where we were from... when we told them Oakland, the local color asked if "hey, are y'all a couple of them lez-been chicks from Californey?"...
Always a little tipsy in that situation, and not one to let an opportunity like that go (gawd, i gotta be crazy!!) I think I replied something like... "Hmmm, could have been, tho I'm also a sucker for the right kinda guy..."
Silence. Then a roar of laughter and got free drinks for the both of us the rest of the night (Gawd, I miss Texas sometimes!!). Looking back, I'm glad now we weren't fricasee'd. Or accosted. Or worse. Something about being youngish and ditsy and friendly (and a little drunk, with a west coast accent) probably saved us from something bad happening. But still, when I hear someone mention "Lez-Beans" I can't stop laughing...
Now, on to seriousness... (Who? me?? Serioous??)
I have heard (rumors only) that the 4:30ish pie-wedge area is predominantly gay camps, and the 7:30ish one is predominantly straight camps. Or maybe it's the other way around. I don't pay attention to too much stuff like that, tho... Maybe I ought to ask one of my lez-bean friends if'n she knows...