All I can see are breasts and numbers...
...don't ask. Some gayboy on Deal or No Deal just blurted this out on national television whilst wearing the pinkest fucking shirt I've EVER seen. He practically foghorns GAY.
I didn't know whether to be amazed at his cajones for yelping this on Prime Time Conservative Christian Hour TV or for having the temerity to wear that damned shirt. *raised eyebrow*
I was going to say something totally broody but seeing this little child try to win $1,000,000 without setting off every gaydar within 100 yards was just too amusing to pass up. That little twerp made me decide that new breasts are what I want for my birthday. It may be shallow but until you've been called Sir eight times in one day AND you were wearing your Push-Up bra at the time, you can't talk. Pfft!
I didn't know whether to be amazed at his cajones for yelping this on Prime Time Conservative Christian Hour TV or for having the temerity to wear that damned shirt. *raised eyebrow*
I was going to say something totally broody but seeing this little child try to win $1,000,000 without setting off every gaydar within 100 yards was just too amusing to pass up. That little twerp made me decide that new breasts are what I want for my birthday. It may be shallow but until you've been called Sir eight times in one day AND you were wearing your Push-Up bra at the time, you can't talk. Pfft!
