ConstantCommentary® Vol. VII, No. 162, August 14, 2003
by Mike Jasper
I'm throwing my hat in the ring. I'm announcing, effective whenever I finish writing this, that I am running for Governor of California.
True, I live in Texas. But I'd be more than happy to relocate should I get the job. True, I missed the filing deadline. But I'd be more than happy to be your write-in candidate. Think about it. That's what separates me from the other candidates. Otherwise, I'd be just like them -- another nutjob.
My motto? "Get your governor where you gets your energy resources!" My platform? I can kick Gary Coleman's midget black ass, I'm smarter than Arnold, and I've been laid more than Gray Davis.
As I'm sure we all have.
What about my economic plan? you ask. Well, I have to admit I'm not really bringing anything new to the table. I pretty much have the same plan as Arnold. When he explains it, you'll know.
Holy fuck. Guess it's three-dot journalism time, since there's so many annoying things going on lately. The California Governor's race is just the tip of the penis. And it's a long penis boys and girls.
For example: Kobe Bryant. Like most, I think this case started with the words "roll over," but if you're hoping I have any new insights or commentary on the subject, forgetaboutit. Enough has been said.
That said, Johnny the C. and I made a list of all the so-called good guys in sports who would make more shocking defendants than even the media-friendly Kobe, should they wind up with their winkies in a manhole.
Hey. When did Bravo become Must See Gay TV? Sure, I admit it,
Queer Eye for the Straight Guy has its fascination. First, whoever
decided to include Keith Olbermann on the Fab Five is a fucking
genius. Second, they pick out some good straight guys to work
over. Real ones.
Last week, they worked over a cop. I came into the show about ten minutes late and said, "Wow. That place looks great."
"They haven't remodeled it yet, idiot," my girlfriend said.
Oh.
Bravo's other Gay TV show is Boy Meets Boy. It's a little over the fucking top. Have you seen it? A gay guy -- whose name, if I remember right, is not Joe Millionaire -- wants to meet the boy of his dreams. So like most daters, he decided to do it on national TV. But there's a catch -- some of the 15 candidates are straight.
So... do you know how many of them are actually straight? Zero. Zilch. Not a fucking one. Some are gay, and some are in the closet.
Makes sense. Using real straight guys on Queer Eye gives it pizzazz, but it would ruin Boy Meets Boy.
"Who farted? Who burped? Who got really, really drunk and fucked my faghag girlfriend?"
Yeah. That game would be over quick.
Stop trying to sell me Viagra. It takes two pills to make me handsomely flaccid. And I ain't into looks all that much these day.
I suppose there's some more things bugging or perplexing me, but I'll have to get back to them later. I don't want to go overboard and ruin my chances in the gubernatorial race.
You know, I thought I was finished a paragraph ago. But then I turned on CNN and heard the quote of the (new) century.
You heard the governor. Are you gay? Do you want to be married?
Dress appropriately.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: This column aims to be funny. If you can read anything else into it, you're on your own.