Punch on the Face

G: I was sorting through
G: Some old mail and found this -

"I am seriously very confused. The title you have for your web blog does not match what is in there. I am from California, and if you were to call one of these muscly dudes 'pretty' here, you would get a punch on the face. So if I were you, I would change the title of that blog, or put pictures of actually 'pretty' men. I don't mean to bash you or anything, I just think you guys don't have a concrete idea of what you are putting out there. It's irrational and almost a scam since its not putting out there what the title promises to do. I like the pretty boys, I dont like the hunky guys. So for me, it's deceiving to see this and have to 'search' around deleting all the other muscle cookie cutter guys until I finally find a pretty boy with long hair and a pretty face somewhere." (Name supplied)

G: Discuss...
D: Mmm Muscle cookie

Speed Racer

D: Woh
G: What?
D: Speed Racer was a lot gayer than I remember

Celebrity in France

G: It's a good Sunday
G: When we get an email
G: From a French photographer
G: Offering us hunky pics
D: Are we big in France or something?
D: We het a heapa mail from them
D: Am I like a celebrity in France now?
G:
G:
G: Yes
D: Are you just telling me what I want to hear?
G:
G: No
D: That's ok then

Dieux du Stade

G: Here's the new Dieux du Stade calendar!
D: Oh wow, has it been a whole year already?
G: I know, time flies
D: Hmmm... not so sure about the bondage theme
G: But they're naked still
D: Yes, I'll give them that G Shock
D: I'll give them that

Learning Juice

G: So, um, drinking a bit these days huh?
D: What's a little learning juice between friends...

Sundayitus

G: How do you cure Sundayitus?
D: 2 parts whiskey, 1 part porn...

Dang Bird

G: It's been a long time
G: Since we've had a picture puzzle
G: I think it has to do with isolation in society
G: How modern technology
G: makes us emotionally crippled
D: Well I think he was all
D: Man, these pants are tight
D: I better ring Steve
D: But not before killing that dang bird first
D: And stretching my hams on the 5 inch

G: Quite a literal interpretation
D: I sees what I sees

Correct

G: What song am I humming?
G:
G:
D: If it's Good Morning Baltimore
D: I'm going to have to kill you
D: You've been singing it all week
D: And every time you mention it
D: I start singing it too
D: All. Day.
D: I'm freakin serious Gabe
G:
G:
D: It's Good Morning Baltimore isn't it?
G: Correct!
G: Ten Points
D: Ugh