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the gayest gay who has ever gayed
Apr. 16th, 2010 12:09 pmBecause I am bored to the gills with work:
1. Dear Kirstie Alley: You're fat. But guess what? Like so many other fat women, you still look good. I KNOW, right? So get the fuck over it already and stop making shit TV shows about your fatness and try getting a real job.
2. Dear Ugly Betty: I'll kind of miss you even though you sucked a lot over the past couple seasons. Oh, hell, I won't really miss you. I'll miss Marc, Amanda, Halston, and Willi.
3. Missus had a birthday yesterday, and I fed her all the bad stuff she loves, like mac & cheese and a fab ice cream cake from the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory. Additionally she got gifts from me and money from relatives and, finally, to mark the grand day she bought herself a copy of Architectural Digest.
Why Architectural Digest, you ask? Well, a couple weeks ago we were watching Ellen, who was interviewing Gerard Butler, and we discovered what Gawker knew all along: That leaping Leonidas is actually the gayest gay who's ever gayed, because the whole interview consisted of him talking about this dude he travels with everywhere. You could tell that even Ellen was awed at the level of gay, because her eyes got rather saucer-shaped and she only half-heartedly trotted out the Jennifer Aniston question, which he shot down like nobody's bidness.
And so, this month, in full-color glory, Architectural Digest presents a porntastic spread on Gerard's "on the edge of Chelsea" loft apartment--because if you live on the "edge" of Chelsea, you're not really gay, even if you have a fabulous loft apartment!--which is a classic example of gay manly style that I love so much I want to be his hausfrau, even while it is eminently mockable (too many chandeliers, Gerard!). Such is our envy of the rich, my friends! How it twists us!
"So basically you bought the magazine just to make fun of Gerard Butler," I said to the Mrs.
"Best six dollars I've ever spent!" she crowed.
It has taken the place of honor in our bathroom reading stack.
1. Dear Kirstie Alley: You're fat. But guess what? Like so many other fat women, you still look good. I KNOW, right? So get the fuck over it already and stop making shit TV shows about your fatness and try getting a real job.
2. Dear Ugly Betty: I'll kind of miss you even though you sucked a lot over the past couple seasons. Oh, hell, I won't really miss you. I'll miss Marc, Amanda, Halston, and Willi.
3. Missus had a birthday yesterday, and I fed her all the bad stuff she loves, like mac & cheese and a fab ice cream cake from the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory. Additionally she got gifts from me and money from relatives and, finally, to mark the grand day she bought herself a copy of Architectural Digest.
Why Architectural Digest, you ask? Well, a couple weeks ago we were watching Ellen, who was interviewing Gerard Butler, and we discovered what Gawker knew all along: That leaping Leonidas is actually the gayest gay who's ever gayed, because the whole interview consisted of him talking about this dude he travels with everywhere. You could tell that even Ellen was awed at the level of gay, because her eyes got rather saucer-shaped and she only half-heartedly trotted out the Jennifer Aniston question, which he shot down like nobody's bidness.
And so, this month, in full-color glory, Architectural Digest presents a porntastic spread on Gerard's "on the edge of Chelsea" loft apartment--because if you live on the "edge" of Chelsea, you're not really gay, even if you have a fabulous loft apartment!--which is a classic example of gay manly style that I love so much I want to be his hausfrau, even while it is eminently mockable (too many chandeliers, Gerard!). Such is our envy of the rich, my friends! How it twists us!
"So basically you bought the magazine just to make fun of Gerard Butler," I said to the Mrs.
"Best six dollars I've ever spent!" she crowed.
It has taken the place of honor in our bathroom reading stack.
