We remember it like it was yesterday, but actually it was 9/12: Your part-time morning editor was walking dejectedly through a Tea Bagger field, and then Andrew Breitbart appeared from the mist in a gorgeous Victorian gown anddrunkenly groped usfor what seemed like "too long." It was such a special, Charlotte Bronte moment. Obviously the entire world saw this embrace, on C-SPAN radio, and then the "when is the wedding?" emails started pouring in. But some liberals protesting last month's Right Nation picnic were asking different questions, questions like
I agree. What are we missing here? To simply say "I think he's gay" is a statement of fact. That's what she thinks. While that might (and I mean "might") cost her her job at NPR, I don't see why Andy B. got all upset about it.
I'm a skeptic. I don't think it was Riley he was fantasizing about. I think the dry humping was for Liz's benefit. Andy got to be a sexy bully in front of lovely Liz, and imagines that she admired how he demonstrated that a Conservative can be frisky and unafraid to feign homoeroticism for a good purpose (humiliating someone). Just like the pep rally where the football players dress like cheerleaders and bounce their faux breasts for lulz.
The gay Breitbart is one layer deeper, slightly out of reach of his fantasies. Just like the football players caught together mid-fellatio on the away-game trip.
Alright, I'm busted. I've been dream-stealing and then dream-splicing gay porn and Burt Reynolds flicks for implantation into Andy's unconscious.
Not me. I'm praising him with faint damns.
Second Amendment remedies, yes.
I agree. What are we missing here? To simply say "I think he's gay" is a statement of fact. That's what she thinks. While that might (and I mean "might") cost her her job at NPR, I don't see why Andy B. got all upset about it.
Geez these right wing nutz sure are touchy!
And - yes - I mean that both ways. Just like him.
I'm a skeptic. I don't think it was Riley he was fantasizing about. I think the dry humping was for Liz's benefit. Andy got to be a sexy bully in front of lovely Liz, and imagines that she admired how he demonstrated that a Conservative can be frisky and unafraid to feign homoeroticism for a good purpose (humiliating someone). Just like the pep rally where the football players dress like cheerleaders and bounce their faux breasts for lulz.
The gay Breitbart is one layer deeper, slightly out of reach of his fantasies. Just like the football players caught together mid-fellatio on the away-game trip.
Alright, I'm busted. I've been dream-stealing and then dream-splicing gay porn and Burt Reynolds flicks for implantation into Andy's unconscious.
Andrew Breitbart actually being gay would be one of the few non-despicable qualities he could have.
Maybe he should give an anal dentata to the ops?