Speaking of Dancer, or the Eater of Souls or Mr. Kotter or whatever we decide to call him – Gabe just sent me an e-mail. The subject line was “your boyfriend” and this was the picture.
Who told him?
And also, what the hell am I seeing?
I have no idea how he found out.
February 24, 2006
I hope to god it’s someone who was really drunk, cause if not they need help. Oh and I think you should just call Gabe somehting new every day to confuse everyone, you know, today he is Bob, tomorrow he is Zorag. Just a thought.
Umm … chicken dick?
Gruden’s looking a little skinny there…
Well, there goes my appetite.
I think his penis got the bird flu.
Tell Gabe he should NOT be following Matt around and taking pictures of him without his permission!!!
Lori – Tell Matt to wear more clothes.
I hope they play this on tv tonight. I love the sport of curling but this dorkiss running down one of those lanes had to lighten the mood some.
I have told Matt many many times to wear more clothes. He doesn’t listen to me…
It appears that Gabe and I are sahring the same photo service
You’re seeing a very put-upon rubber chicken with an ugly human on its ass.
I think that a chicken on a rope around his waist…
“his cock hangs down to his knees” type of joke? I dunno, but he is dead sexy!
those bloggers are bigmouths!