Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
...it's "Ugh." Trent Lott has been accused of using a young gay prostitute in the District. Is anyone else really really tired of this kind of story? It's like that gross "I pooped on Larry Craig's Penis" story. Whether or not it's true, it doesn't do anybody any good, especially if Lott is retiring. Have we become old and crusty that we think that? It's just, if someone's going to be outed as gay, can't it be someone we like? And we can look up to? And who is the appropriate age to be in the closet? And doesn't hate himself? And for the love of god, can't we finally get someone who is hot??
And most importantly, where should we plan the afterparty?
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
We have to say, we normally find it very frustrating to watch guests on "The O'Reilly Factor" talk about gay issues because advocates so easily get flustered and angry, and O'Reilly has a way of preventing them from getting decent points across. But in the above clip, a Northwestern psychologist does very well against O'Reilly, pointing out when he tries to dress his subtle bigotry up as "common sense." We're pretty sure if we went on the show, it would turn into an episode of "Jerry Springer" in a hot second.
Thanks to Andy for the clip.
During sleep bruxism, [a doctor] explained, the upper and lower teeth may come into direct contact as much as 40 minutes per hour, and — for example, on the first molar — with a force of about 250 pounds. Hence the football player. Compare that with normal circumstances, when a person’s teeth make contact for about 20 minutes a day, while chewing, and with only 20 to 40 pounds of pressure. Even if I wanted a football player in my bed, I certainly wouldn’t want him standing on my teeth. I became aware of his presence the way that many bruxers do. My then-boyfriend told me I woke him up with a dreadful crunching noise that came from grinding.Emphasis added. The article is titled "A Lineman in My Bed."
Um… Since when is the Times so casual about its writers being so faggy? It's great! Like, the gayness of the author is an unquestioned premise of the story – like how the gay characters on Desperate Housewives don't have any plotlines related to their sexuality; they're just as normal and demented as everyone else on the show. Now that's what we call progress.
And an excuse to post a picture of a sweaty football player's belly.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Thursday, November 08, 2007
1) They are both far better dressed than we are... Except they both have short arms and we don't fit into their clothes.
2) They don't have long, feminine locks that get caught on everything, including our clothes… Instead they have short body hair that they are constantly trimming that gets caught in everything, especially drains.
3) They are not nasty about the apartment getting messy… They're just nasty AND messy.
4) They always want to go out and drink…. Yeah, um, blessing and curse.
5) They always have delicious, unhealthy food around the house, yet both remain quite trim… While we do not.
6) They're both huge whores… See #4.
7) They're very chipper and chatty in the mornings… See #4.
8) They are handsome and always on the prowl… So nobody every looks at us in bars any more.
9) They feel comfortable borrowing any and all of our products…. And porn.
10) Other friends now constantly ask us about a cute guys we know on Facebook… which means we will invariably have to deal with other said friends in our bathroom in the morning in the near future.
11) They loll around in their underwear on the furniture all the time… Yeah, and then one day we got scabies from our couch. See #6.
Overall, it's much more of a boon than a burden to live with two cute fags. But, you know, let the buyer beware. Gays are much louder during sex than straights, as it turns out. And it's unlikely your straight guy roommate will ever get up in the morning, hungover, and ask you, "Did I give you a blowjob last night? I have rugburn on my knees."*Please, don't worry, that's not us in the picture.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Well, well, well. We KNEW Gawker read our little blog here. In today's rendition of the blog there's a post about "Super Mario Brothers: The Lost Levels," that includes the following quote by editor Alex Pareene:
That's the game that was the "real" sequel to the classic Super Mario Brothers that was never released in the US because it was sadistically difficult and instead we got the weird bullshit American Mario 2 where everyone knew to play as Princess Toadstool even though it was def kinda gay.Pareene, we know you're not an asscheek motorboater, but have you been reading the Fagat Guide's "Why You Are Gay" posts?
Monday, November 05, 2007
Crack is Whack [Knee Deep in Mud]