There’s a kerfuffle at Karen Scott’s blog again (what else is new, biznatch? *grin*) about authors who feel personally attacked whenever they receive a bad review. Well, I’m not going to jump in and get involved in all of that. Me, I’m an author AND a reader with a lot of uppity opinions. It’s a thin line I straddle. But children, I’d rather be straddling this man, thank you very much. Haters and Lovers, let’s just all unite under a mutual admiration of the prime piece of ass that is… Brandon Routh. Want more? Click here and here.
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March 29, 2007 at 4:19 pm
Did I read somewhere that he was gay?
March 29, 2007 at 4:21 pm
Probably. But who cares about all that if he doesn’t mind tapping the poon from time to time. Maybe he likes clam AND sausage.
March 29, 2007 at 5:26 pm
“Bearded clam, meet were-clam.”
March 29, 2007 at 5:33 pm
Annie, have I told you how much I hate AND love you at the same time?
I told Shuzluva about the were-clam idea and the bitch just died laughing. Good one, Annie. I’m now short one reviewer. Now you gotta amp it up.
March 29, 2007 at 6:43 pm
Oh Lord. You know the books are pouring into my inbox as a result of this argument about how bitchy we are? Bitches are lining up to be virtually teabagged.
March 30, 2007 at 5:43 am
Hey, the two of you better get on that were-clam…otherwise I’ll have nothing to bitch about.
Get on that were-clam. HAHAHAHA. I just keep imagining bad Japanese manga porn.
March 30, 2007 at 6:33 am
What on earth is a were-clam? Bad, bad images in my head.
Did any of you hear that news that Routh’s “package” in red speedos had to be digitally altered cos Bryan Singer (director of Superman Returns) thought it was too distracting… Cos it was too big. Dude, I mean, how BIG is he?
March 30, 2007 at 6:36 am
I’m thinking eleven and a half inches… with GIGANTIC BALLS.
March 30, 2007 at 7:16 am
Yeah, I heard that. He’s got tennis balls in his tightie whities.
Now I’m thinking of Johnny Dangerously and the elephantitis thing…
March 30, 2007 at 12:35 pm
WHAT THE HELL IS A WERE-CLAM?? Someone better answer me.
March 30, 2007 at 12:42 pm
Whoa… calm down there, Starbuck. You might drop an ovary.
A were-clam is obviously a shape-shifter whose animal form is… um… well… clam. Were-tigard, were-liger, were-orca whales, were-oysters, were-spider monkey…
Annie, I’m thinking… were-barnacle. Is that kerrrrazy?
Oh, dude, that totally reminds me of this episode of Harvey Birdman where Wonder Woman was taking a bubble bath and the male Wonder Twin was the bath water and he was all, “Form of… wash cloth!”
March 30, 2007 at 12:48 pm
LMAO, were-capuchin monkey.
Anyone see Night In the Museum? Nothing says love like having your man fling some poo and then pee on you. *cries laughing*
March 30, 2007 at 5:25 pm
were-platypus.
(sorry, i just wanted to play….)
March 31, 2007 at 12:41 pm
Bam… The idea of were-clams… *speechless* 0.o
March 31, 2007 at 1:04 pm
Dare I dream that you’ve actually managed to watch BSG? DARE I???
Were-barnacle? That’s kinda like the transformer that turned into a building from Big. A BARNACLE? What do you do with a barnacle?
March 31, 2007 at 1:18 pm
Your mischievous lover takes you to the marina and sticks you on some rich guy’s yacht. Bring on the shenanigans!
“Oh, Thurston!! How COULD you! There’s a BARNACLE on our yacht, and Mimsy expects us to host the regatta gala tonight!!!!!!!!”
“Lovey, I’m so sorry, dahling, I’ll fix it… LOVEY–”
Report of handgun.