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Tuesday, January 31, 2006
I just thought you should know...
I like to watch makeover shows. And for the record, my personal favorite at the moment is Made.
Anyway, you know how they always build these shows up to a big climax? Like, at the end, the little girl with polio learns that, although she will still die, her room has been painted pink... And she just can't help but weep for joy, and try to throw her withered little arms around the fags who did the painting? Or how the gay little high school boy who has always wanted to be on the football team trains his little queer heart out, whining like a little pansy all the while, and eventually becomes a place kicker? And then all his friends turn out and cheer him on as he prances around the field, looking like Joan Crawford wearing a helmet? I always cry at that point. ALWAYS. |
