Namo. Good grief. This is all so beneath you. At what point in the history of my posting here has there
ever been anything that's beneath me? Seriously.
I mean, holy crapoly, JRB. I am exactly the same sarcastic queen writing exactly the same type of snarky comments and asides as I always have (along with creating fabulously successful and entertaining threads enjoyed by many). The only thing that's changed is that before you were Alpha Jerby you used to clap your fluttering hands beneath your chin and grin like Carmen Ghia when I did so.
Now you respond to the merest swipe against Brokeback Mountain or the latest retract-your-pubic-hair CGI-laden lcd blockbuster or [godforfriggingbid, apparently] Her Royal Highness, Madonna Louise Veronica Cicccone Penn Ritchie, like some sort of steroid queen doing an impersonation of Robert Conrad if somebody actually had the temerity to go ahead and knock the Ray-O-Vac Battery off his shoulder.
Seriously dude, it's not me who's changed, it's you. I can no longer even imagine what you're like when you're around other, you know, the gay.
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