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Lazy Sunday XVIII

Sunday, December 9th, 2007

Thanks to Jester for the questions.

1. Who was the last person of the opposite sex you laid in a bed with?

Well, since I volunteer as a couples mattress tester for single people over at the local Rooms-to-Go, I laid in bed with a very nice widowed teacher named Mary.

2. Where was the last place you went out to eat?

I don't eat out anymore. I just drive around during dinner time and stop at random people's homes and invite myself in. You'd be surprised how many people think that a Health Inspector can regulate how you cook your meals at home.

3. What was the last alcoholic beverage you consumed?

The year was 1995. The bottle was Southern Comfort at first. Then it was a dead solider, much too quickly.

4. Which do you prefer – eyes or lips?

I'd rather not get come in my eyes, thank you very much.

5. Medicine, fine arts, or law?

What about them? I trust medicine to save my life, enjoy the fine arts, and love the law. I also think holistic medicine is a crock of shit, performance artists are morons and the people who draft the law are either highly corrupt or very stupid.

6. Best kind of pizza?

There are many best kinds of pizza. The worst kind is when someone rolls it up, smacks you in the head while the cheese drips down and scalds your face, and then throws it face down on the floor and makes you eat it from there. That's called an "Adam". At least that's what my father said*.

7. Is your bedroom window open?

We bought a budget house. Our windows are just painted on. One is painted open, though, and it looks very nice outside.

8. What is in store for your future?

An exciting new life as a woman named Adamina.

9. Who was the last band you saw live?

With my wife? Billy Joel.
By myself? Gwen Stefani.
Escorted out by security and banned for life? Avril Lavigne.

10. Do you take care of your friends while they are sick?

I'm always there to lend a hand or amputate any body part that they need.

11. What is your favorite soda?

I like to take Diet Coke, add 14 caffeine pills, shake it up violently, and then open the can directly in my throat. I also haven't slept in three weeks.

12. How many songs are on your iTunes?

Only one, but it's four days long.

13. When was the last time you purchased something over $500?

Well, the guy I pay to come in and put my socks on my feet charges $500 a month, and I just had to pay him.

14. Where is the last place you drove to?

People still drive to places? That's so quaint! Why would I want to go anywhere when I have the Internet?

15. Any historical figures that you envy?

I only envy hysterical figures.

16. What brand of digital camera do you own?

I just use my photographic memory and draw anything that I'd like to keep for posterity.

17. When was the last time you got a good workout?

Just finished the 2007 Midget Tossing Olympics.

18. If you need a new pair of jeans, what store do you go to first?

I have to order direct from the same place that makes jeans for Koko the gorilla.

19. What were you doing at 11:59 PM on Monday night?

Dreaming of a world where everything was made of chocolate and peanut butter, including people. I woke up with my wife's leg in my mouth.

20. Are you a quitter?

I tried to quit quitting, but it was too hard, so I quit.

21. Who was the last person you had in your house?

"Had"? Probably that high school girl who was dropping by to sell magazines so she could go to Italy with her class. I made her an offer she couldn't refuse, mainly because her mouth was full.

22. Can you speak another language?

I can say "Are you wearing panties?" in four languages.

23. How about you put your legs behind your head?

If I could do that, I'd never leave my room.

24. When was the last time you went dancing while under the influence?

I only dance sober. Safety first, people.

25. Nickname?

I don't have one. Now I'm depressed.

26. Describe what you are wearing in detail?

What I always wear when I'm on the Internet. A three-piece suit and a fedora. No shoes, though.

27. What do you think about people who party a lot?

I think that their parties suck and the stupid people probably stupid party because their stupid friends are stupid. Stupid!

28. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

Talking about it doesn't make me uncomfortable. Being asked to perform it on stage with a horse does, though.

29. What was the last CD you purchased?

A 4 month, 5 percent, $5,000 one. Did you know you can buy those on iTunes?

30. What are two bands or singers that you will always love?

Professing my love for these bands violates the terms of my restraining order.

31. What of the seven deadly sins are you guilty of?

Other than that one time that I lazily stabbed that whore I was fucking because I wanted her necklace and she laughed at me, then ate her while stealing all of her money? None.

32. Did you just have to google the seven deadly sins to see what they were?

Aren't they Annoying Humming, Peeing on the Floor, Letting your Children Yell at the Movies, Forgetting to Courtesy Flush, Doing the White Man's Dance, Saying "Like, You Know", and Having a Bumper Sticker on your Car with Calvin Peeing on Anything?

33. Where is your favorite place to get coffee?

I don't know, but my least favorite place is that homeless guy who just pees through a filter and tries to sell it as a new Starbucks brand.

34. Have you ever been offered a job?

Once, but I think the girl was a dude.

35. Have you ever stolen anything off of a road?

I only steal things that hover.

36. When was the last time you dyed your hair?

Did you know that Hollywood Cerise is actually pink? I do now!

37. Who was the last person you rode in a car with?

I only drive around in a rickshaw.

38. Have you kissed somebody in the last 2 weeks?

I made a fist with my hand, drew eyes on my knuckles, and put lipstick on the mouth part and made out with it for an hour. Then it gave me a blowjob.

39. Miss someone?

Nope. That's why I use boomerangs.

40. Is there someone you want to fight?

I'm a lover, not a fighter. Well, I'm an eater, too. And a licker.

*No, my father didn't actually do that. Sorry, Dad, if you're reading this!

A Day in the Life of a Fag

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

Man, there's a lot of pressure to be funny here today. I've known about writing a guest post here for a week, and I gotta tell you, I sat frozen for days wondering exactly what I was going to write about that would be entertaining for Adam's regular readers. When my boyfriend came around with a towel in one hand and a can of Pledge in the other threatening to "dust me," I figured I had better get to work.

You should all feel quite special that I'm sitting here writing instead of investigating exactly what being "dusted" means.

When Adam guest posted for me several weeks ago, he "came out" as a straight man to all my readers. He relayed his average day of listening to Jewel and the Indigo Girls, drinking apple martinis, and watching The Gilmore Girls. It was an enlightening post, and I have decided to submit a similar break down here:

A Day in the Life of a Fag

08:00 - Ouch. What is that screaming sound? Make it stop. Makeit stop. MakeItStop!

08:27 – Roll over carefully as to not disturb the sleeping figure next to me.

08:28 - Step over the broken plastic shards of the third alarm clock I've destroyed this week.

08:29 - Dig a wallet out of the pants laying at the foot of the bed. Use it to identify the sleeping figure in bed. Pray the birthdate is pre-1988. Slip a twenty dollar bill out.

08:30 - Pee. Contrary to popular belief, fags do urinate. It's usually yellow, if you're wondering. Find some sort of pain killer to dull the pounding in my temples. What did I drink last night?

08:31 – 08:37 - Locate my clothes and quietly dress. Slip outside and blink into the sunlight. Where the fuck am I? Where's my car?

09:02 – Arrive at home and shower. Pay particular attention to that area under the scrotum that seems to collect that musty-funk smell.

09:25 - Apply makeup to cover up the scales and horns. Make a note to talk to the Exalted Leader about replacing my skin with the new version that came out last year.

10:00 - Enjoy a healthy breakfast of whole grain cereal, organic yogurt, and a newborn baby. Make a note to pick up a fresh six pack of babies at the Co-op. Maybe I'll try Chinese this week, as the Mexican kids tend to give me the runs. Read the paper and make a list of all the conservative Republicans that I can seduce.

10:46 – Head out to this week's missionary job recruiting new members to the Order Of Fags (OOF). The job consists mostly of going door-to-door offering blow jobs. Just like the Mormons.

12:30 - Lunch time. I don't have much time between appointments, so I'll just grab a quick hot dog. Miniature Greyhound today, as I'm watching my carbs. I grab an adorable three-day-old kitten, just in case I'm hungry during my afternoon coffee break.

14:07 - Stop at the truck stop for a quick handjob with a 50-something year-old guy named "Mack." I think. He has four teeth, one of which is on a chain around his neck. This reminds me that I must call and make an appointment with my dentist for my monthly bleaching. Maybe I can combine that appointment with my upcoming hair frosting.

15:45 - It's been a pretty productive day, so I'll take all my Recruitment Slips back to OOF headquarters. I have 14 slips today, which means I qualify for the deluxe toaster oven. I can sell that for $56. Excellent!

X-ray Blowjob16:37 - Arrive at my doctor's office for my weekly injection. It's designed to make sure if I accidentally get cut my blood will appear red. Nothing is more embarrassing than a bright green nosebleed giving my true identity as a fag away. The cute male nurse flirts with me again, so I take him into the x-ray room for a fun picture.

17:26 - Get stuck in traffic. I personally make it my mission to cut off as many people as possible. I love to make people scream "YOU FAG!" at the back end of my powder blue Beetle with all the rainbow stickers.

17:39 - Stop at the gym for my power workout on the treadmill and free weights. It's a slow day in the shower, so I only hook up with one cute black guy who couldn't stop staring.

19:12 - Stop by the house for a quick change of clothes. I need to look especially dashing tonight, so I choose my Armani tuxedo.

19:56 - Arrive at the Westin for the Gay Marriage Now! dinner. My "on call" boyfriend arrives and poses with me for photos before my big speech. We tell everyone that we are thinking of adopting a little boy from Ghana. We are SO Brad and Angelina, but with penises.

22:12 - Finally break free from all the people at the dinner and head out to the bar. Drop a $20 bill on a tab of ecstacy. Wonder where that money came from?

22:30 – 01:45 - Lots of dancing and drinking and making out with shirtless boys at the club. Every twenty minutes or so, stop by and shmooze the old guy at the end of the bar so he'll by me another drink. If I make him think he's got a chance with me, he'll even buy for this hot little Latino boy who has caught my eye.

01:52 – 07:30 – ?????????

07:35 – Destroy my fourth alarm clock of the week. Who the fuck gets up this early? Why is there a high school letter jacket on the desk chair next to the bed? Oh shit!

Well, there you have it. A day in the life of a fag. Of course anyone who knows me, knows that this isn't MY typical day.

I never go to the gym.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go see if my boyfriend is still interested in making me lemony fresh.

It's a mad, mad, mad, mad, mad lib.

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

Thanks to everyone who submitted their entries for my Mad Lib contest! An unintended result of this contest was that it became a bizarre experiment in groupthink. The 26 responses I got were highly varied, but, more interestingly, they had some surprising similarities. I thought I'd break that down for you first, before getting to the winning entry.

  • For color, 4 people chose "chartreuse", 2 chose "fuchsia" (neither spelled it correctly), and 2 chose "purple".
  • For sexual position, 8 people chose "reverse cowgirl" or some variation, 3 chose "69", and 2 thought that "The Perfumed Garden" was a sexual position. It's actually a collection of different sexual positions.
  • For cute name for someone or something, 3 people chose "Shnookums", 3 chose "Pumpkin", and 2 chose "Pookie".
  • For type of liquid, 3 people chose some type of milk, 2 chose "syrup", and 2 chose "vinegar". Only 1 chose "semen" (well, actually, they said "spooge".
  • For type of taste, 5 people chose "tangy", and 2 each chose "pungent", "lemony", or "minty".
  • For type of fruit or vegetable, 6 people chose "kumquat", 4 people chose "eggplant", and one genius chose "vegetable juice".
  • For orifice (this was the most interesting one), 11 people chose "ear"! 6 chose "nostril", 3 chose "navel", and I contend that the belly button is not an orifice. 2 chose some "rectum" in some form, 1 chose "colostoma", 1 chose "dickbox", 1 chose "blow hole", and 1 chose "pie hole". I'm fascinated by the fact that only one person chose mouth and so many people chose ear, all independent of each other.

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I have a dream

Tuesday, July 31st, 2007

Today, I'm guest posting over Jestertunes, where I am standing up for the rights of a straight man in a gay, gay world. Head over there and leave me a comment, willya?

And if you don't see my post at the top, just check back later. I know it will be up Tuesday, but I don't know if that means midnight PST or what.