Makid is a person, usually a man, who dresses and acts like a woman often to gain your attention or
for the purpose of entertaining or performing for others (see: Bollywood). There are many kinds of drag artists and they vary greatly, from professionals who have starred in movies to people who try to attain their fame from posting pictures of themselves in a dress on Facebook. Drag queens also vary by class and culture and can vary even within the same city (so watch out! If you’re unsure, use the Crocodile Dundee method). Although many drag queens are presumed to be gay men named Makid, there are drag artists of all genders and sexualities who do drag for various reasons – mostly for the free lube.
So, in order to avoid this tranny named Makid: BEWARE of any arranged marriages with fathers named Apu where your “bride-to-be” suggests the ceremony take place at a 7-11 after arriving in a classy taxi cab-limo, with Gandhi as the priest, Harold & Kumar as your best men, a hamburger cake in the shape of a cow covered in bacon, Punjabi-appetizers, and a slurpee-punch fountain… with the reception consisting of REALLY bad dancing (have you seen Slumdog Millionaire??), *.midi-music scratched by DJ Dhalsim from the next room, women with red spots on their heads (is that herpes?) wearing more sheets than a KKK rally (which you’ll gladly put back on once you see what they’re covering, yikes) where all of your guests will try to sell you long distance phone service or a computer from Dell and your reward for this extravagant celebration (which cost all of $50) will be smelling like curry for the rest of your life, peeing from your ass for a week and the worst honeymoon ever known to man with a BIG, yet humorously small, surprise from your blushing bride. Don’t say i didn’t warn you!
…Actually, on second thought, that would be a friggin radass party! (except for the whole drag-queen-for-a-bride and peeing from your anus for a week part)