In which FHC claims his right to be a f**ck face

Dearest cashmere sweater wearing Alex, who has a tendency to be patronizing on casual Fridays, told me today that he thought “[I] should write about [my] impressions on America in [my] blog: [my] encounters with clerks are much funnier than [my] binge drinking” to which he added that my readership must suffer. If we are going to start telling the truth around here… First of all, the only thing my resilient (yet completely unsophisticated and shallow) readership (as well as actually most of human beings I think) cares about are pictures of Ian Somerhalder half naked and I already provided that a while ago. We could summarize FHC's ambitious plan for its online future (AND his future period) to a mix of Ian Somerhalder naked and updates on his weight gain (148.5 pounds at Results yesterday evening). That will be the message we bear and our business plan if the expatriate lusophone community does not mind: male nudity and weight obsession. This being said if you want something a little raunchier I could publish some details of my impressions on Alex A.’s private life which is both murky and unclear at that point. Altogether I recommend to that refined part of my lusophone readership to try the latest book of BHL in the footstep of Tocqueville bullshit or more realistically my buddy Frenchbenj who is modern, gay, lively and full of insights. I claim my right to be uninteresting, superficial, inconsequent and self-centered. Damn you: put me on your payroll !

Oh and if you really want to know my impressions on American is that they are f****ing dolphin killers and I’ll prove it.

Also don’t forget that tomorrow it’s our buddy LL’s birthday, as Frif would say: “What is this 25th Birthday SH%^.  We all know you are really in your mid-30's .  You look great and have nothing to be ashamed of...”

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[LL]

Some of the readers have called to let me know they don't know what "lusophone means." Also, they're wondering if that is a picture of Ari S. wearing eye-liner.