You’ll always get the blue ribbon with me…
Posted by Dan
April 17th, 2007 at 12:22pm
In The Gays
That guy, Diane Sawyer, the other lady, Sam Champion.
Dear Sam Champion,
If we went out on a date, what would we do?
Well, first off, you’d probably have to pick me up from the bus stop in Chinatown. I still have no idea, really, how to get around New York, so I’d be a lost little Urban Outfitters-clad lamb amidst the hubbub of the city.
But after that, perhaps we could put on some Lycra and go rollerblading in Central Park. When we get tired, we can tumble onto the grass and I’ll take some granola bars out of my fanny pack and we can sit around and talk about life. You could tell me what the forecast was for the coming week, discuss Robin Roberts’ “rules to live by” or give me the dish on Mika’s recent appearance on the show.
Or maybe we could just relax in a cozy coffeeshop in the Village (that’s where coffeeshops are, right?) and I can gaze at your astonishing mane. So blonde, so perfect. A platinum palace of perfection. A flaxen fortress of fantastical finesse.
There are a lot of blondes that I’m obsessed with lately. I don’t know why. Please don’t let that diminish your perception of my affection.
Love,
DAN
hah this is perfect !
i love watching gma, but man does sam champion get on my nerves. and what kind of person has the last name champion ? a gay one with perfectly coifed hair that’s who.
my favorite is chris cuomo, but he should stick to the straight talk because when he tries to funny it up with the others, he fails big time.
Word has it that ol gay caballero, Sambo Champion is saying once you go black you don’t go back. He and is big black buck, Mogambo, are booegying the weekend away in Cherry Grove and the Pines on Fire Island this Memorial Day weekend. Mogambo is accepting lap dances while Sambo is sniffing poppers and dancing by his ol lonesome. What a sight to see; a fifty-something peroxided white man grooving on the dance floor all by himself.