... lab experiment gone wrong.
I saw what you did there -- he "slides down the firepole" because he lives in a converted fire house and because he rides penii. That's very clever.
I read the whole article and I still don't know where they are going to the bathroom.
Someone asked who is the new Paul Lynde? I vote for Pastor Ted Haggard (Separated at Birth material...) http://www.ratdiary.com/wp-content/themes/impact/img/ted3.jpg
Wow, Jesus was right -- the meek really shall inherit the Earth...
Great stuff: 4,485 words and it was good to the last one. Kudos to Morgan and his editor for letting something good run long.
I think this is the first complement I've ever given to any blog post anywhere about anything.
(That slipped out. I hadn't quite made up my mind to admit it. Now I suddenly feel as if I've taken all my clothes off.)
Agog at the mewling and bawling about the nasty comments here from people who used to work at... GAWKER. Suddenly finding your capacity for human empathy must be the hipster version of contrition.
Stop. You're killing me.
It's a post about how baby stars are made. Very meta.
If the kid has any sense he'll stay the fuck away from Manhattan. This post made me sad. I kept seeing him five years from now, slouched over the bar at Vazac's with the sun pouring in singing "Amazing Grace" to himself.