Margaret Cho and Peter Paige, June 2002.
I have this awful urge to watch QAF now.
OH GOD Peter looks so cute <3
![[to Mel and Lindsay] As usual, objectivity falls to me. Think, you don’t really want me there do you? I’d have to be chemically dependent just to show up. I’ll be drunk, I’ll be bored not to mention better looking than the brides. I’ll offend all the dykes, I’ll heckle the ceremony, table dance at the reception and inevitably fuck every guy-gay, straight, or undecided-in the place. Finally I pass out naked bitching about the cheap booze. You’ll lose your dignity, your friends, and your shirts paying for the damages. Hell, I’m doing you a favor getting out of town.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrs03e078e1r35ek8o1_500.png "[to Mel and Lindsay] As usual, objectivity falls to me. Think, you don’t really want me there do you? I’d have to be chemically dependent just to show up. I’ll be drunk, I’ll be bored not to mention better looking than the brides. I’ll offend all the dykes, I’ll heckle the ceremony, table dance at the reception and inevitably fuck every guy-gay, straight, or undecided-in the place. Finally I pass out naked bitching about the cheap booze. You’ll lose your dignity, your friends, and your shirts paying for the damages. Hell, I’m doing you a favor getting out of town.")
[to Mel and Lindsay] As usual, objectivity falls to me. Think, you don’t really want me there do you? I’d have to be chemically dependent just to show up. I’ll be drunk, I’ll be bored not to mention better looking than the brides. I’ll offend all the dykes, I’ll heckle the ceremony, table dance at the reception and inevitably fuck every guy-gay, straight, or undecided-in the place. Finally I pass out naked bitching about the cheap booze. You’ll lose your dignity, your friends, and your shirts paying for the damages. Hell, I’m doing you a favor getting out of town.
Sometimes
I still feel like Brian Kinney. Not his whore part. The other part.
Yes there is another part.
Pop quiz, no talking. Here’s your question. Multiple choice. “Do you want to come home with me?”. A, yes. B, yes. Or C, yes. Tick, tick, tick! Time’s up, pencils down. What do you say?
—Brian Kinney (via moonshinekinney)
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
