I frickin can't stand Lance Bass. Could I think of a less interesting publicity hog to be "the gay spokesman." I mean c'mon, if you want me to be all excited about a gay member of Nsync then make it Justin Timberlake (even he would be annoying).
- I don't care who he dates.
- I think Reichen Lehmkuhl is a sleazebucket.
- I am unimpressed by the fact that an average looking guy with a lot of money can get hot, way gay hairdressers and models. Guess what -- they are dating you for the fame.
- I wish they would have let him go to the moon and he would never return
And therein lies the problem with me and "my people." If I didn't know how to dress well, have a nice home and have sex with guys then I am pretty sure they would take my membership card away. I wonder if Colin Powell feels that way when he sees Snoop (although I love Snoop).
Please don't give me the line about positive role models. Is this what you want to have a kid model their life after? Also, this is bitterness for the sake of bitterness - not because I feel inferior.
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