LMNO, who exposed me to the GAY AGENDA. It went something like this:
6:00 AM: GAY alarm clock goes off. Hit snooze to have 9 more minutes of BIG GAY DREAMS.
6:30 AM: Eat your GAY Cheerios, prance out the door.
7:00 AM: Get on the MBTA, change universes from our NORMAL one to the BEARFORCE1 dimension. Dance on Subway to Elton John's I'm Still Standing.
7:30 AM: Arrive at GAY job, have a great big cup of GAY coffee. One of those frou-frou ones.
8:00 AM: Do financial dark arts. Explain nothing. Say horrible GAY things to the SEC investigators, then throw them down the elevator shaft.
12 PM: Light lunch.
1:00 PM: Office dance party. Mandatory fabulousness.
2:00 PM: BIG GAY MEETINGS.
3:30 PM: Back to the MBTA. Leer at terrified passengers. Return to our dimension.
4:00 PM: Come home, greet wife.
7:00 PM: THE GAY BAR.
10:30 PM: Stagger home, pass out unconscious in Divine Underoos.
More to follow.
6:00 AM: GAY alarm clock goes off. Hit snooze to have 9 more minutes of BIG GAY DREAMS.
6:30 AM: Eat your GAY Cheerios, prance out the door.
7:00 AM: Get on the MBTA, change universes from our NORMAL one to the BEARFORCE1 dimension. Dance on Subway to Elton John's I'm Still Standing.
7:30 AM: Arrive at GAY job, have a great big cup of GAY coffee. One of those frou-frou ones.
8:00 AM: Do financial dark arts. Explain nothing. Say horrible GAY things to the SEC investigators, then throw them down the elevator shaft.
12 PM: Light lunch.
1:00 PM: Office dance party. Mandatory fabulousness.
2:00 PM: BIG GAY MEETINGS.
3:30 PM: Back to the MBTA. Leer at terrified passengers. Return to our dimension.
4:00 PM: Come home, greet wife.
7:00 PM: THE GAY BAR.
10:30 PM: Stagger home, pass out unconscious in Divine Underoos.
More to follow.