My New Top 10
Well, since I had NONE of the following gadgets/toys, I’m still searching for the root of my evil. Perhaps watching Liza in ”Cabaret” at the impressionable young age of 9? Maybe watching the Tony Awards since I could crawl? Perchance, me twirling about in my grandmother’s knee-high boots, enveloped in her shawl, singing “Rhiannon” when I was 10? Or my indelible crush on my neighbor’s older brother. Oh, so many theories abound!!!
Of course, the only actuality of truth is that I WAS BORN THIS WAY. And I’ve been having the time of my life since.
But, I digress. Here is one YouTuber’s list of…The Top 10 Toys That Made Me (And You) Gay!!!!
Correction – I DID have a variation of #1 – his name was Gary and he lived next door…
My New Girlfr…Uh, Boyfriend. Yeah, Boyfriend…
My friend Jim sent this to me with the subject line ‘GASP’. Indeed. Not sure if this is fascinatingly scary, as I replied to him, or scarily fascinating (there is a difference, after all). In any case, ya gotta admire his, er, flexibility, mimicry and talent. Yeah, talent.
And public nuisance #1 Beyonce got nothin’ on her. Sistas are doing it for themselves!!
My New Lemon Tree
No WONDER so many hairdressers are homos! (Sorry, baby ~ I love you)
My New Prayer Cycle
Granted, there are so many reasons to despise Sarah Palin and why Bill Maher called her a “Category 5 Moron”. I mean, just click HERE or HERE or hell, there’s a whole list HERE. And that hilarious interview she did with Charles Gibson didn’t help her secure her intelligence quotient.
But another solid reason is that Palin’s church wants all the faggots of the world to know that we can PRAY AWAY THE GAY!!!!!! Yes! With God’s love I can become a self-fulfilled flaming heterosexual! Just like all my divorced, tranny-loving, wife/husband/boyfriend/girlfriend cheating buddies!
Oh, shit…what’s an atheist homo like me to do…?
“Oh, Lord! Ooh, you are so big! So absolutely huge!!!!” Did it work? Oy~
To think, a scant few months ago, Obama was ridiculed for being a parishoner at the Reverend Jeremiah Wright’s church. A man who, in the few YouTube clips I listened too, spoke mostly the truth.
But I digress. In response to the Wasilla Bible Church, filmmaker Sandi Bachom created a charming short film starring gay New Yorkers, who collectively ask imPALINg to pray for them.
Visit Sarah’s YouTube page for more wonderful shorts~
My New PSA
This says more about living a desolate life in the closet better than I could summarize~
My New Hancock!
This might not be news to many who already knew, but NOW the title of his latest film might make more sense to the masses.
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TUESDAY, AUGUST 19, 2008
In-Box
I’m sure I’ll be getting cease and desist letters from some high-priced Scientology lawyer any second for posting this, but a reader (or smear-campaign artist, you decide) sends in this “answer” to yesterday’s Hollywood gay rape blind item. If the part about the police report is true, surely one of my readers in the law enforcement business out West can do a little, um, poking around for me:. (BTW: the spelling errors — this time — are his, not mine!):
I read your story about the closeted actor who raped a former boyfriend. All of the names listed were wrong, it was actually Will Smith. You and Page 6 were wrong about some of the other details as well. The former boyfriend did report Will to the Lost Hills Sherrifs Department. The payoff was done to keep him from pressing charges. The charges were indeed dropped. The former boyfriend also needed surgery because his anus had a small split called a fisure after the incident.
To set the record straight, it wasn’t rape, it was more of rough play that the two played on many occasions. It got out of hand and Will didn’t stop. He’s not a rapist but he and his wife both live a life filled with lies. They don’t have sex with each other or in thier home. They live in Hidden Hills but they have a seperate home in nearby Agoura Hills just for sex with others. If this world were more accepting of gay people, I think Will and Jada would be living happy, honest lives with other people. On a final note, I was one of Will’s boyfriends for a while. I think we all get a max of 4 months and then he moves on.
My New Dentist
A bargain!
I Want My Gay TV
Ahhh…TV rarely gets as gay as this anymore (I mean, besides Bravo, HGTV and American Idol, of course). Enjoy these lavender nuggets, first aired in the early 80s, at the time when the Chelsea Piers were a breeding ground for infectious diseases (sorta still is), Times Square was a vile den of iniquity, San Francisco was the ninth circle of hell and everything gay on TV was masqueraded in veils of homolicious masquerade balls. Warning: after watching these you might start yearning for multi-colored hankies, poppers and assless chaps, not-to-mention spelunking your closet for that old vinyl copy of the ‘Dreamgirls’ Broadway OCR.
