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And this gay particular fucker's been removed — for posterity. So, here we are. Me and The Crossroad. As gay you can see, I also made usage of the lasso tool and various distortion filters to better convey my newfound cheery demeanor. It's like it's just me and David, and he's just gotten his drink from the server in the jean jacket next to him, and he's turning back to face me, but I've just said something really fucking funny, and he's laughing at it, he's clutching his drink, he's eagerly waiting for me to deliver another great gay one-liner... We're buddies, Dave and I. No, you know what? We're more than that. We're friendsters. Which is where you can find us trading jokes and LOLing all day long, losers. Because that's one thing I'm not: a loser. Posted in a Desperate fashion. March 14, 2006 Crunchy-Confusion or, Meet the New Guys As a virtuecrat-turned-Bobo-turned-security dad-turned-values voter, I was excited to read about Rod Dreher's minimalist-titled new book, Crunchy-Cons: How Birkenstocked Burkeans, gun-loving organic gardeners, evangelical free-range farmers, hip homeschooling mamas, right-wing nature lovers, and their diverse tribe of countercultural conservatives plan to save America (or at least the Republican Party)...
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