HBP is out, Posh is back !

As I was running at lunchtime on the mall (that’s what I like with FHC, he keeps his promises). I was unlucky enough to find myself surrounded by a so-called pro-life demonstration. I had some impulsive distaste for these hordes of primitive peasants dragging their handicapped children in the rain as a token of their curious totalitarianism. They were carrying eloquent banners which read moderate and thoughtful messages such as “Abortion brought curses onto America” (I always believed those were due to homosexuality and felt quite reassured). My thought was that it must indeed be very hard to be a Republican and have to cater to such an angry and ignorant self-righteous, pageant competing, super-bowl watching crowd. I will not even comment on their outfits. W. must sometimes feel that he is the modern Ponce Pilate. It is the unfortunate destiny of all demagogic elite.

I was planning to tell you about some of my recent adventures but I completely forgot them besides the fact that I started crying over “Just like Heaven” with Reese Witherspoon in the plane which was really embarrassing as I was seated not far away from a colleague. I shouted “"CONJECTIVITIS!” but had to ask the flight attendant to give me a big hug. I really wonder why I become so sensitive when I get in the air…

In other internet related news, I spent part of my morning running some Googlefights and obtained interesting results. I really enjoyed reading Vividblurry’s and Fagat’s entries on the Hot Boy Posse (I knew I was missing something in my internet isolation). The entire debate is actually completely irrelevant and obsolete as I read in Time magazine that Posh (Posh like in sophisticated and classy/Nautica advertising not like David Beckam’s Posh) is back and that “it’s ok to be high born again”. Clearly those people are anything but classy and do not even belong in an Apple Center (we know because FHC is French and they are automatically posh). Let’s just pray that it makes it to the gay bars in time and that gays start thinking they are better than everyone else cuz they went to boarding school and not because they have a hot body!. Perhaps with Euan Blair’s arrival in DC as he is expected to intern with the Republicans for three months.

Also thanks to Ollie (photo) and KMZ for their welcome home notes...we appreciate your support.

Comments

[LL]

I'm going to a sample sale tonight so I can buy ManSevens and look like part of the HBP.

[accursed Bryan]

hmm, wouldn't aborting faggoty old me be a curse to get rid of a curse? god does that all the time, right?

wait, wait, this bitchy little blog isn't the place for relevant discourse? wha?

[iLoveSushi209]

my friend went down and waved her Rx for birth control at them.

what are Googlefights?

[iLoveSushi209]

P.S. The rules for "Fuck the Dealer" as found at www.barmeister.com are as follows:

"You should play this game with at least 3 people. First, you select someone to be the dealer and shuffle the cards.

Going clockwise someone starts by guessing what the top card of the deck will be. If they are not correct the dealer tells them if it is higher or lower than the card they guessed on the first try. Then after there[sic] 2nd try the dealer lays that card out on the table for everyone to see. Then it is the next person[sic] turn.

If the person guessing gets it correct on the 1st try the dealer has to drink 4 drinks, if they guess it on the second try the dealer has to drink 2. If the person doesn't guess it on either tries they have to drink the difference of the card on the second try.

After the dealer makes 3 people drink in a row they can pass the deck to another person of their choice."

As more and more cards are layed on the table in their pairs it is easier to guess what cards are left in the deck. The dealer usually has to drink a majority of the last quarter of the deck, hence the name "Fuck the Dealer."