No, this isn't a personal ad for RuPaul. In a ghoulish tale fof necrophilia fit for Hallowe'en. And the offender is cute!
It reminds me of one of my favorite jokes:
A morgue assistant runs to his boss and asks, "Mrs. Smith has a shrimp sticking out of her cunt!"
The boss goes to take a look and says "That's not a shrimp, you idiot!" That's her clit!
The assistant replies, "Well it sure tasted like shrimp."
A 24-year-old New York City man remains jailed after he was found allegedly having sex with a 92-year-old woman's corpse inside the morgue of the hospital where he worked.
Anthony Merino, who works as a lab technician at Holy Name Hospital in Teaneck, N.J., was arrested Sunday after police responded to a call from a security guard at the hospital. The guard reported witnessing the lab technician sexually desecrating the woman's dead body, according to police.
This time, the republican legislator Richard Curtis was in drag--just in time for Hallowe'enie! And like Lary Craig, he declared himself "not gay". Also like Craig, he voted against same-sex marriages. The last thing these republican freaks want are gays stuck in a monogamous marriage with a faithful spouse--that might diminish the number of their potential tricks in toilets and porno stores. Come to think of it, it would diminish my prospects, too. Hmmm...
FROM SEATTLEPI.NEWSOURCE.COM
Police interviewed several witnesses at the Hollywood Erotic Boutique, and according to the report, Curtis walked into a bathroom at the store early on the morning of Oct. 26 and a few minutes later left the bathroom wearing long red women's stockings and a black sequined lingerie top. A witness told police that shortly after that he saw a man with a cane performing a sexual act on Curtis in an upstairs room.
Police also interviewed Jalene Henneman, a Hollywood Exotic Boutique employee, who told them Curtis had been in the store three separate times in the past month, and called him "the cross dresser." Henneman said Curtis told her his wife knew he was gay, but that he only pursued sex with men when he was out of town, according to the report."
Margaret is back in Cho business with a new burlesque revue at NYC's Zipper Theater which is both twisted and hilarious. Margaret is always a hoot, and she doesn't disappoint in her latest venture which has more emphasis on strip-tease than politics. But girlfriend has the audience in the palm of her had as soon as she opens with her stand-up routine. I really don't care for traditional stand-up, but Margaret's style is different--less cheesy punchlines and more like hanging out with a really cool girlfriend who is more observant and funny than your other friends. There's a big opening # featuring the entire cast as seen below.
The cast of crazies includes a midget stripper with dynamite moves, a gay rap troupe with original music, an edgy F-M transsexual stand-up who looks like one of the clean-cut boys from MY THREE SONS, the always sensational dirty Martini who stips from a stars and stripes gown revealing her sensationally voluptuous figue and pulling money out of her orifices, a cute Dorothy from Oz strip and a really fab breaded guy who dances the house down to some 80's #. Oh, and youtube sensation Kelly performs her bratty hits SHOES and CAN I BORROW THAT TOP to an adoring crowd who seemed to know every word!
CANADIAN DRAG QUEEN KELLY, WHO IS STRAIGHT!
DIRTY MARTINI DOES FANTASTIC PATRIOTIC (AKA MONEY-GRUBBING) STRIP-TEASE
Margaret goes out on a limb with a cuckoo futuristic dance # in a red vinyl jumpsuit, raps an insane song about my pussy vs your pussy and even strips to reveal......drum roll, please.....THIS! WRONG!!!!
Someone named globaldenny sent me this link to some really well done pics of famous faces morphed with others. I really liked this Elvis/Angelina Jolie. Other subjects include Marilyn Monroe/William Shatner and Audrey Hepburn/Winona Ryder.
Three contractors are bidding to fix a broken fence at the White House in D.C.; one from New Jersey, another from Tennessee and the third, from Florida. They go with a White House official to examine the fence.
The Florida contractor takes out a tape measure and does some measuring, then works some figures with a pencil. "Well", he says, "I figure the job will run about $900: $400 for materials, $400 for my crew and $100 profit for me."
The Tennessee contractor also does some measuring and figuring, then says, "I can do this job for $700: $300 for materials, $300 for my crew and $100 profit for me."
The New Jersey contractor doesn't measure or figure, but leans over to the White House official and whispers, "$2,700"
The official, incredulous, says, "You didn't even measure like the other guys! H ow did you come up with such a high figure?"
The New Jersey contractor whispers back, "$1000 for me, $1000 for you, and we hire the guy from Tennessee to fix the fence."
Man urinates on dying woman, declaring it 'YouTube material'
From the "Annals of Modern Depravity" comes this sordid story:
Shouting, "This is YouTube material!" a 27-year-old British man urinated on a dying woman who had collapsed on the street, the BBC and local Hartepool Mail and Northern Echo tell us. He also doused her with a bucket of water and covered her with shaving cream.
The woman, 50-year-old Christine Lakinski, died at the scene of pancreatic failure.
In a sad sign of the times, it was all recorded on a mobile phone.
In court, Anthony Anderson said he had smoked a joint and been drinking with two friends when they spotted Lakinski. He faces jail after pleading guilty to "outraging public decency." Sentencing is set for Oct. 22.
"We will await the outcome and just hope he gets what he deserves," Lakinski's brother said after today's court hearing.
The legendary Billie Holiday-channeling performer/scenester is nearing the end of it's contract with Cirque du Soleil, for whom it has played ringmaster for their erotica-themed circus Zumanity in Las Vegas--for been 5 years! And as this video clearly demonstrates, Joey has lost it's few remaining brain cells. What happens in Vegas...
The Scotsman needs a better fact-checker. Or I need to stop drinking. Or both!
Naturally, I have a google alert on my name. Imagine my surprise when I caught this piece from a UK business paper.
M&S reputation beaten with a club (singer)
BROOKS Brothers, the iconic American menswear store which clothed presidents from Abraham Lincoln to Bill Clinton, is set to reopen old hostilities when it opens its first Scottish branch this week.
The George Street shop will be just a few hundred yards from Marks & Spencer, the retailer which owned Brooks in the Nineties. And judging by the official Brooks company history, it was not a particularly happy time.
An otherwise anodyne volume, it devotes pages to the mistakes and oversights made by Marks & Spencer during the UK retailer’s short stewardship. M&S was a “parochial business”, even an “upscale version of Woolworths”, which “never fully understood” the deeply traditional Brooks. Brooks Brother adds that M&S “parachuted in” executives, and, horror of horrors, launched a new store with a drag queen called Lady Bunny and a dance-chart topper Ultra Naté, right, who the volume described as a “club singer”.
(Bunny note: Horror of horrors would be for your rag to print blatant falsehoods! I've never once appeared at or even set stillettoed foot in any Brooks Brothers dull-ass clothing emporium on either side of the Atlantic. I don't tend to frequent men's clothing stores, for obvious reasons.)
I have dj'ed in a London dpt. store, however. The upscale yet chic Harvey Nichols once played host to me and the rest of the Visionaire crew for a smashing shindig which included fun (not stuffy tweed-clad) guests like Boy George, Mario Testino and Grace Jones.
Referring to one of New York’s most exclusive social clubs, the volume dryly observes: “While the exact clubs where Ultra Naté plied her trade are unknown, one doubts her songs supplied post-luncheon merriment at the Union League.”
(Bunny note: Though it's been a few years since her biggest smash, FREE, Ultra topped not the club charts, but the pop charts with that record, all over Europe, Canada, and Australia. Don't diss the bitch because you're too square to know your own country's hits. Harumph!)
It was a clumsy and unremarkable fuck, except that I wasn’t clean and he was frantic about not getting my shit on anything. Still, he blew his load, ripped the dirty condom off and ordered me to get dressed without wiping myself.
CHRISTINA VISCA AND I BRING YOU DISCO TEA THIS SUNDAY AT SPLASH! I don't know any Hallowe'en disco songs except maybe Empress's DYIN' TO BE DANCIN'. Any ideas?
(I was a little nervous about being photographed with my real feet, but I think it tunred out OK.)
MR. BLACK, THAT IS. They were closed due to drug viloatins, but as one regular saucily put it: "If you want to have a line around the corner (which Mr. Black usually did), you gotta have some lines inside! Anyway, this ad for their 11/10 re-opening is gorgeous. I think they may having Hallowe'en party, too.
OK, everybody, take out a piece of paper and write down today's lesson points from the Bush administration Ministry of Disinformation (a.k.a., the White House website):
Islamofascism - Bad! (nuclear war, invasion, death)
Islamofashion - Good! (smiles, happy, love)
Of course, nobody at the White House is using the word 'Islamofashion,' but they should be. A quick look at the first web site reveals a picture of the First Lady in Saudi Arabia wearing a women's head scarf, a tradition often referred to as wearing the ħijāb ('veil,' حجاب) or more specifically the khimār ('headscarf,'خمار). Meanwhile, George W. Bush's allies are fanning out across the nation screaming 'Islamofascism!' to anyone and everyone who will listen.
Happy in the Hijab
The headscarf, of course, is not new to U.S. diplomacy. What's new is the 'Islamofascist' right-wing hysteria now shaping the political debate in which the headscarf suddenly reappeared.
In April of 2007, Nancy Pelosi was photographed on a diplomatic visit to Syria wearing the ħijāb, leading right-wing pundits and their readers to conclude that an American diplomat who wears a khimār is appeasing fascism:
> I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue >on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that >needs sealing. > > Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same >reason. > > I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny >Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time. > > I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive >the > $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for >participating in their special e-mail program. > > I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking >out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish. > > I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant > freaks with no eyes or feathers. > > I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a >water buffalo on a hot day > > Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I > forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five > minutes. > > Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can >remove toilet stains. > > I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the >car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas. > > I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these > products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans . > > I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. > > And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the >microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for >life. > > I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be >pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. > > I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a > perfume sample and rob me. > > I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually >Al > Qaeda in disguise. > > I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our > American troops or the Salvation Army. > > I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a >number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, > Singapore, and Uzbekistan > > I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have >their recipe. > > Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown > African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when >it > bites my butt. > > And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I dropped in > the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester > waiting underneath my car to grab my leg. > > I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas > companies! > > If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 > minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM >this > afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing >you > to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually >happened > to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second >husband's cousin's beautician... > > Have a wonderful day.... > > Oh, by the way..... > > A South American scientist from Argentina , after a lengthy study, has > discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their >e-mail > with their hand on the mouse. > > Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late. >
Following wildly successful performances in San Francisco and Los Angeles, Lynda Carter (best known as TV's Wonder Woman) continues her return to the stage with an array of jazz classics and standards, including "Put The Blame On Mame," "Blues In The Night" and "As Time Goes By."
Please Lynda, enter in a 70's Gibson Girl hairdo and secretary drag and then whirl into that Wonder Woman costume just once. Did she have the hottest bod ever or what? Long legs, tiny waist an full hips--plus a sweet doll face=DYNOMITE!
WARNING! THIS IS THE MOST HARDCORE SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN ON THE INTERNET. PROCEED WITH CAUTION! I COULDN'T EVEN GET THROUGH ALL OF IT BUT I SHRIEKED MY ASS OFF DURING WHAT I COULD WATCH!
GILBERT STAFFORD'S BACK IN MIAMI WORKING THOSE VELVET ROPES AT CAMEO (FORMERLY CROBAR). I love this old kook, and he made us Pyramid booger queens feel like royalty when we could scrape up enough cab fare to get down to Area in the 80's. He whisked our butts right in the door as if we were socialites and not just parasites!
Here's an nteresting article from with some of Gilbert's tales of the door at Crobar NYC.
I have absolutley no idea what this site is all about, but it's demented. The king of 70's schmaltz singers is hawking a sleep aid in the form of a bar? I guess it's a joke but it's so out there, I don't quite get it. But be careful or you may end up inadvertently downloading one of his cheesy songs as I did!
WOW! I'm not wild about this song, but Patti slays the audience and gets two standing ovations singing this gospel classic. Though she's quite a bit more subtle with her fashions today, here she sports her high 80's high priestess drag and I'm not sure that I've ever seen her high-stepping like this!
NYC drag legend Flotilla Debarge has been released from jail after serving several months for an assault charge which arose from a tussle with a straight couple in a night-club last year. (Flo won the tussle but lost the case against her.) I was horrified when Miss Thing called me to tell me that she had a new cell #--unfortunately, she didn’t mean a cell-phone! She was given a kind of sentence which enabled her to do her time during the week and then was sent home every weekend, to enable her to work. So she must not have been perceived as too much of a threat. Unfortunately, she’s not perceived as too much of a talent either, so the work hasn’t been overly forthcoming. KIDDING! Certainly not as forthcoming as Flo’s giant shoe into her infortunate victim’s eye! So “keep an eye out” for an upcoming benefit starring Harmonica Sunbeam, Peppermint Gummybear, Emmanuel Xavier, Sade Pendarvis, myself, and many others on Monday, November 12th at X.E.S. So come out and support a convicted straight-basher OR ELSE! She's expecting a "big house" full of supporters!
FLOTILLA—AIN’TCHA TIRED OF THEM STRIPES, YET?
As can be expected from anyone who has completed a stint in prison, Flo is ecstatic to be back on the outside. I spoke with her a length the day of her release and she told me of her upcoming CD release party. “CD?”, I asked. “Yes, girl”, she replied. “My release from the Correctional Department!” She also “let out” that she’d made it through the hard times by watching Martha Stewart and listening to Li’l Kim’s music. And following her recent appearance on Broadway in Threepenny Opera, she’s up for a big new role…PAROLE! Just warming up for the benefit, folks!
CANDIS CAYNE MANIA!
Speaking of acting, everyone is buzzing about gorgeous Candis Cayne’s success as Billy Baldwin’s transsexual lover on the TV show Dirty Sexy Money. Poor Candis actually had to kiss hunky Billy on one steamy episode--that acting stuff can be such a challenge! To cap it off, Candis appeared The View on Friday. I didn’t actually catch it, but was told that Candis, who has always been the sweetheart of the downtown drag community, went over extremely well. I’m just glad that Can-Can was able to talk in her real, feminine voice. For her role on tv, she’s asked to speak in a manlier voice for the benefit of the morons in this country who wouldn’t be able to fathom the existence of a transsexual who looks AND talks like a woman. And hey, at least it’s finally a transsexual playing a transsexual and not Rebecca Romijn. Leave it the TS roles for Felicity Huffman, girl. Rebecca's just too pretty to convincingly portray most tranny roles. Well, except possibly me! KIDDIING!
WATCH CANDIS ON ACCESS HOLLYWOOD! http://www.accesshollywood.com/news/ah6919.shtml
WATCH CANDIS LIP-SYNCH TO THAT SICK “GOD WARRIOR”! DARK-SIDED
RUPAUL’S “STARRBOOTY: RELOADED” DROPS ON 10/30
Candis appears in another role: Rupaul’s STARRBOOTY: RELOADED, which also taps other NYC talents like Sweetie as a limping, overweight hooker, porn stars Michael Lucas and Gus Maddox, Ari Gold, myself and Ru even pried Lahoma Van Zandt out of retirement to play her detective partner. There’s also a lovely Latina TS who plays Ru’s niece. Apparently, the young actress disappeared after filming her role and was not to be found for the overdubbing, so DJ Tennessee recorded his best cha-cha tranny voice and did such a good job that I never even clocked it! Oh, and I nabbed a little cameo playing a perverted lesbian “john” who hires Ru, who is working undercover as a hooker, to eat out my crab-infested…just buy the dvd! Or check out the x-rated trailer HERE.
It’s official release date is 10/30 at Virgin Megastore Union Square featuring an in-store with Ru that evening at 8:00, complete with a blaxploitation costume contest. Also look out for a release party at Splash on 11/2, where I’ll be the one shrieking “Hallowe’en was last week!”
Ru made many low budget shorts in Atlanta, when she, Lahoma and Larry “Mr Electroclash” Tee and I were all part of the same wacky scene in Atlanta, Georgia. Though these shorts, including the original STARBOOTY (with 1 “r”) have a small cult following, I never really cared for even the shorts in which I appeared! I was in! But STARRBOOTY: RELOADED takes the whole blaxploitation/ John Waters/hooker/detective theme and gives it the budget it deserves: small! But much bigger than those Atlanta shorts. This new effort is a full-length feature with lotsa sight-gags, zany characters, nudity and plot twists. Ru really steals her own show with her campy acting style and I wholeheartedly welcome this return “back to her roots” in trash! (Anyone else have fond memories of Ru’s liquored-up character Bianca Dinkins, Mayor David Dinkins’ alleged “daughter” at the Palace De Beaute?) You can check out reviews and buy the dvd at Rupaul.com.
JOHN CAMERON MITCHELL'S EXCITING NEW PROJECT
John Cameron Mitchell (aka Hedwig) is working on a new film with Leigh Bowery as it's subject. Sounds genius to me, and I'm sure that John will handle his unusual subject with a little more insight than Rosie O' Donnell and Broadway did in the dreadful TABOO. Naturally, when called for an nterview by the film's writer, I offered that I could still realistically play myself--since I've looked matronly for over a decade! A couple of other interviewees had mentioned that I had influenced Leigh's way of talking. Really? I would attribute any similarities to alcohol-induced slurring.Though Leigh and I spoke often, I have no memory of this. Though how could I possibly count the zillions I've influenced with my speeh patterns, my drink tickets, my syphilis, etc.?
ARTIST STEVEN HAMMEL AS BERTHA (And yes, she knows how sick this look is!)
STEVEN HAMMEL, THE DRAG QUEEN FORMERLY KNOWN AS BERTHA, IS HAVING AN EXHIBIT OF HER LASTEST PAINTINGS AT RAPTURE CAFE ON AVENUE A. THE OPENING IS TOMORROW 8/23 AT 8:00. ONE OF THE IMAGES IS BELOW.
DAVID ILKU, ONE-HALF OF DUELLING BANKHEADS, IS PREMIERING A FILM WHICH HE CO-PRODUCED AND IN WHICH HE APPEARS, ALONG WITH DEBBIE HARRY, ALAN CUMMING AND AMY SEDARIS.
Full Grown Men has been selected as the closing film of the 2007 IndieWIRE/NYTimes Undiscovered Gems series, which showcases the ten best films of the year still seeking theatrical distribution. The winner of an audience vote gets a deal so this is a major opportunity for us. You can help!
Full Grown Men screens in 11 cities nationwide over the next month, including Cinema Village on Wed., Oct. 24th @ 7:30pm. Join me along with our stars Matt McGrath and Judah Friedlander for a special one night-only screening w/ Q&A to follow.
A guy is walking along the strip in Las Vegas and a knockout looking hooker catches his eye. He strikes up a conversation and eventually asks the hooker, "How much do you charge?"
Hooker replies, "It starts at $500 for a hand-job."
Guy says, "$500 dollars! For a hand-job! No hand-job is worth that kind of money!"
The hooker says, "Do you see that Denny's on the corner?"
"Yes."
"Do you see the Denny's about a block further down?"
"Yes."
"And beyond that, do you see that third Denny's?"
"Yes."
"Well," says the hooker, smiling invitingly, "I own those. And, I own them because I give a hand-job that's worth $500."
Guy says, "What the hell? You only live once. I'll give it a try." They retire to a nearby motel.
A short time later, the guy is sitting on the bed realizing that he just experienced the hand-job of a lifetime, worth every bit of $500. He is so amazed, he says, "I suppose a blow-job is $1,000?"
The hooker replies, "$1,500."
I wouldn't pay that for a blow-job!"
The hooker replies, "Step over here to the window, big boy. Do you see that casino just across the street? I own that casino outright. And I own it because I give a blow-job that's worth every cent of $1,500."
The guy, basking in the afterglow of that terrific hand-job, decides to put off the new car for another year or so, and says, "Sign me up."
Ten minutes later, he is sitting on the bed more amazed than before. He can scarcely believe it but he feels he truly got his money's worth. He decides to dip into the retirement savings for one glorious and unforgettable experience. He asks the hooker,
"How much for some pussy?"
The hooker says, "Come over here to the window, I want to show you something. Do you see how the whole city of Las Vegas is laid out before us, all those beautiful lights, gambling palaces, and showplaces?"
"Damn!" the guy says, in awe, "You own the whole city?"
"No," the hooker replies, "but I would if I had a pussy."
Chris, the genius behind many of my larger coiffures and a very fun drag queen in his own right--he's the aging, overwieght, bespectacled, Depends-wearing Wonder Woman whose pic has been circling the internet for years--has landed a spot on PROJECT RUNWAY as a competitor in the next, about to-debut season. I am not a fan of that show--there's a fucking product placement every second! And I'm really psyched that he no longer has time to style my mangy wigs or stitch my muu muus. But my loss is your gain!
He's also got a snazzy new website which I'm delighted to be featured on along with his other campy creations. You can check out here: CHRISMARCHDESIGN
BRING THE ROTTEN EGGS AND 'MATERS! THIS FOOL IS INSANE!
FROM TIME OUT NY:
His shy eyes, hushed voice and introspective demeanor make it difficult to believe that just one piece of Scotch tape can transform comedian John Roberts into Debra, the loudmouthed teenage drama queen who’s always fighting—both onstage and, more famously, on YouTube—with her unseen best friend, Jackie.
Debra is one of seven characters audiences will meet on Wednesday 24 at Comix, in what will be Roberts’s first high-profile showcase since Todd Oldham helped him design his wig show in 2000.
THIS IS FANTASTIC! Is there a dance record out there today that can make you move like this??? A 20-year old Downtown Julie Brown (with her old nose) is up 2nd. She really missed her calling as a TV presenter--she's a ancin' fool! I showed her spectacular, high-energy entrance to my mom who said "It looks like she's having a seizure." So much fun to watch!
The clever girl also used baby bottle nipples to insert into the disguised villain's nose to flatten it!
FROM DONNALETHAL.COM:
A make-up artist has described how she used her bra straps and baby bottle teats to disguise one of the alleged £53 million Securitas robbers. Michelle Hogg’s account sparked laughter in the Old Bailey when she explained her methods to the jury. Hogg, 32, was giving evidence against a group of men alleged to have taken part in Britain’s biggest cash robbery in Tonbridge, Kent in February, last year.
She was formally cleared of involvement in the crime two weeks ago after the prosecution accepted her account that she did not know why she had been asked to provide masks and disguises. (”No reason … no reason at all.”) She is now a prosecution witness and in dramatic scenes began giving evidence yesterday.
SHELVED IN 1994, CHECK OUT "DARE YOU LOVE ME"! NEVER MISS THE WATER with Me'Shell I-can't-spell-her-last-name was released on her EPIPHANY greatest hits project.The whole album is on a player and there's also a link for downloads.
And DISRESPECTFUL, CHAKA'S NEW DUET WITH MARY J. BLIGE IS HEATING UP DANCEFLOORS! I RECOMMEND THE ELECTRO-ISH MATTY P. CLUB MIX or RED TOP'S SOULFUL RESPECTFUL MIX for a real kick in your cassette players--I mean ipods.
I'm no opera fan, but when this unassuming phone saleman takes the stage of BRITAIN'S GOT TALENT, the crowd goes nuts and even my black heart warmed up for a second. (Hint: snort poppers right before Paul hits the high note.) Even bitter old Simon Cowell tries not to like it but is beaming by the end. It's a thrill to hear the soaring melody of Puccini coming out of Paul's very english-looking teeth! I'm not a fan of these endless competition-themed shows, but I've always said, at least the singing competitions can sometimes give airtime to talents like Fantasia and Ruben Studdard whose looks or weight might never allow them a national platform because of the standards of record industry's narrow-minded gate-keepers. Standards which unfortunately do not always include singing ability. This is a joy to watch.
CHECK OUT THE LAST SONG ON SPINDERELLA'S MYSPACE PAGE, A BITCH TRACK CALLED "I'LL CUT'CHA", BY AN UNNAMED QUEEN WHO RHYMES REESES PIECES WITH FECES! THAT'S THE SHIT! VERY DEMENTED LYRICS! AND ISN'T SPINDERELLA (FROM SALT 'N' PEPA) STILL GORGEOUS? SHE REMINDS ME OF T-BOZ, WHO I ALWAYS THOUGHT WAS HIP-HOP'S PRETTIEST STAR EVER.
This is wrong on so many levels. Is the military so desperate to recruit pawns for Bush's oil war that they're knowingly advertising on gay sites? A gay professional site, as if professionals often switch to military positions. Or is the military just so stupid (as they now claim and are removing the ads) that they don't even know what fucking sites they are advertising on? And guess who is paying for the ads targeting professional gays who are unlikely to sign up even if the army did know where there ads were going? YOU AND YOUR TAX DOLLARS!
FROM USA TODAY VIA HUFFPO:
Military inadvertently recruits gays
Several military job listings are posted below "Army Recruiting Command," on the Gay and Lesbian & Everybody Else (GLEE) website, on Wednesday.
By Andrea Stone, USA TODAY
The Army, Navy and Air Force unwittingly advertised for recruits on a website for gays, who are barred from military service if they are open about their sexual orientation.
When informed Tuesday by USA TODAY that they were advertising on GLEE.com, a networking website for gay professionals, recruiters expressed surprise and said they would remove the job listings.
"This is the first I've heard about it," said Maj. Michael Baptista, advertising branch chief for the Army National Guard, which will spend $6.5 million on Internet recruiting this year. "We didn't knowingly advertise on that particular website," which he said does not "meet the moral standards" of the military.
BORN A MAN, MICHAEL UNDERWENT SURGERY AND HORMONE THERAPY TO BECOME PRE-OP TRANSSEXUAL MICHELLE (BELOW).
WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT LARGE GROWTH ON THE SIDE oF HER NECK???
MICHELLE WHENT TO CHURCH ONE DAY AND THINKING THAT GOD DOESN'T MAKE MISTAKES, CHANGED BACK TO MICHAEL. AND THE CHURCH EVEN PAID TO HAVE IT'S DOUBLE D'S REMOVED!
VATICAN CITY (AP) — A Vatican official suspended after being caught on hidden camera making advances to a young man said in an interview published Sunday that he is not gay and was only pretending to be gay as part of his work.
Far more interesting than the tawdry presidential race, "Dirt Woman" (pictured), has thrown it's filth-encrusted hat into the race for mayor of Richmond, VA. Thanks to Rob for sending this link my way. Also, big thanks to Lance for digging up these incredible pix!
I first encountered the very entertainig Dirt on video in the 80's. The Now Explosion was a genius Atlanta band which included Lahoma Van Zandt, Larry Tee and go-go dancers RuPaul, Lurleen Wallace and myself. When the band toured Richmond, they interviewed Dirt, a transient tranny fixture on the streets of Richmond. Though her accent is so strong that her words are barely intelligible, they are delivered with an almost righteous authoritativenss, as the interviewer, bandmate Lizette Quatro-Christian, quizzes Dirt Woman on her name, her past, etc. It's been 15 years since I've viewed this tape, but how could I forget how this queen earned her di-stink-tive nickname? Quoting from memory, Dirt explains proudly that once when the police apprehended her, "I shit in the back of they squad car and so they don't pick me up no more." We all have those pivotal, life-changing moments in our lives, don't we?
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Enough Mudslinging, Dirtwoman for Mayor by Chris Dovi
With Mayor L. Douglas Wilder’s meat-cleaver approach to political compromise, many of the city’s pundits — and citizens — are calling for a change. A change to someone who can rise above the mudslinging and dirty business.
Enter: Dirtwoman.
“My platform is to clean Richmond up and help the School Board, and help the police out,” says Dirtwoman, aka Donnie Corker, who may be Richmond’s best known transvestite-with-a-heart.
The Informational Cascade and the Egg-White Omelette
Let me explain this: you can eat all sorts of things that are high in dietary cholesterol (like lobster and cheese and eggs) and they have NO EFFECT WHATSOEVER on your cholesterol count. NONE. WHATSOEVER. DID YOU HEAR ME? I'm sorry to have to resort to capital letters, but what is wrong with you people?
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