John has recently become a member of this very dedicated group. I hear that they sing every once in a while.
Gay Mens Choirs, be they in London or not, are uncomfortably specific for me. Imagine a Chicago Carnivores Choir, or a Kansas City Pessimists Modern Dance Group…surely, when you attach a lifestyle to a passion, you then get together and celebrate a good concert or performance by your shared adjective; that is, eat a steak together, bitch about the youth of today, or, in John’s case, have butt sex.
I like to believe the celebrating happens more than the performing in this case also. Or perhaps, as seen above, they’ve learned how to multi-task. Gag reflex? What gag reflex?
I finished Prince of Persia for the X360 yesterday. I totally want to digitally bang that guy. Him and a certain Mr. Redfield should be makin’ man-babies. Waaaay hotter than Prince “I wish I knew how to quit you” Gyllenhall.
Bollocks, not bullocks.