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[apocalypsos]

Yay! Non-elimination round on TAR tonight! And my boys ate live, wriggling little octopi. Just to show everybody just how much cooler gay guys are ... they'll eat anything! :) *user quickly puts up police tape around the gutter before anyone so much as thinks about going anywhere near the damn thing*

EDIT: I love my Gay Marrieds. Can't say that enough. They're like two adorable, very tall puppies. And I still love them even though I'm pissy I didn't get to see Reichen in a Speedo tonight.

SON OF EDIT: Don't mind the eating anything comment. But dude, they ate live octopi. David and Jeff gave up after they saw eyeballs. Chickens.

*sigh* I seriously have to finish that Lorne/Jubilee fic. If only because Jubes has been dying to say the following for a while now --

Huh. I wonder if this is how Wolvie feels when he's drunk. I seriously doubt it. I can't really see Wolvie trying to decide between licking the inside of his beer glass, violently throwing up, or crawling meekly into the lap of the adorable hottie on the next stool over.

Ewww. Now I can, and it's really, really gross.

Ewww. Now he's doing all three at once! Jeez, where are a pair of barbecue forks and a complete lack of sensation in my eyeballs when I need them?

Yes, I'm weird. Sue me.