Should recent events be cause for the Gay home to close its doors? (Don’t go rushing to your TV’s, you won’t find this news there…well, not yet.)
Gay Charles
Thanks for the mammaries
Thanks for the mammaries
Should recent events be cause for the Gay home to close its doors? (Don’t go rushing to your TV’s, you won’t find this news there…well, not yet.)
Oh Gay, it kills me to even know you’re thinking about closing. I would wither and die!
Gay- you better keep them doors open!!! If you close em… how will I access your ass to kiss it?????
And you’re so much smarter, and wiser, and more wordly than any of us lowly fans could hope to be… don’t stop enlightening us…
Gay, you can’t go. The void in my heart would be ginormous. You’ve filled my soul with such warmth there are not enough words to describe it.
Unless this is another temporary retirement, please stop any thoughts of closing the Gay Kindgom. We love you!
Also, if you weren’t here for us, we’d have to intermingle with lesser fans of the Soul Son, and I just could not handle that.
The Gay must stay!
We need you by us,
Beside us, to guide us,
To hold us, to scold us,
‘Cause when we’re bad,
We’re so, so bad!
My motto is: “Go Gay – Not Gray.” There is absolutely no reason for you to abandon us (didn’t you sign on the dotted line for a lifetime contract???). Why should WE be punished, just because another ship has been abandoned??? (or rather, if the truth be told…. the captain being forced to walk the plank!!!)
Please do not leave and force us to have to suck up to a lesser entity.
After all, “Gay” is forever — “Gray” is just a pitiful color………….
I pledge allegience to the blog
that unites all Tay fans in America
And to the blogmaster for which it stands
One fanbase, under Gay, indivisible,
With derision and scornfulness for all.
I’ll never leave you Gay, no matter what!
Oh Gay!
It makes me profoundly sad to even think of you closing the doors.
I have wet salty stuff running down my face and it’s not from Taylor’s Tasty Nuggets.
I would feel like I was pushed out of the nest and having to fly all by myself if you were to close. How can I stand alone when I am so used to kneeling before you, sampling your nuggets of knowledge and wisdom?
Please say it isn’t so!
Please don’t go Gay
You would ruin my whole day
Tell me you’ll stay
Never, ever go away
Cause, I love you (I love you)
I guess I always will
Gay, you’re my best friend
Gay, you’re my love within
And I want you to know
That I will always love you
Oooooh Baby…
A little NKOTB love from me to you!!
Gay, I am gathering the random, yet highly intelligent, thought molecules that are floating around the inner atmosphere of my mind.
As I gently waft my ‘thought net’ through my psyche, ensnaring my thought particles in its glittering mesh, I find coherence and lucidity returning slowly to the shattered shards of my rationality.
As I gradually return to the land of sanity and sage wisdom in which I normally reside, I find that I am finally able to express my deepest feelings about the remote possibility of you retiring, and it goes something like this:
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE…DON’T LEAVE ME!!!!!!
drive by post
looks like ya got a good thing goin here.
why rock the boat?
an oh yeah..
wanted to let you know
fAt’s cousin misses you already…
http://excoboard.com/forums/19754/user/137261/195581.jpg
hang in there!
just sayin
If you leave me now
You’ll take away the biggest part of me
Ooooh no, baby, please don’t go
And if you leave me now
You’ll take away the very heart of me
Ooooh, no, GAY, please don’t go!!!!!!!!!
I have been in shock since I heard the news and I can’t stop crying.
Oh Gay, if you leave us, what will we do with our lives? I don’t think this is the way it should end. I will be lost…… where can we find anyone even close to your wisdom? Your depth? Your undying ability to command us and lead us to where you want us to go?
Oh, I don’t think I can go on, not without you! I will have no one to suck up to anymore. At lest not now that I know of. And you, what will become of you without out our total worshiping of the ground you walk upon? Oh please, please just try to find a way to come back to us.
Dude, you can’t leave us! How the hell are we gonna know what’s up with our King of Swing? Or is it King of Bling?
I’m getting all nostalgic here, remembering back to that day when we learned that our Rip Roaring Rounder was getting his feet wet in the rap pool, and it was you Gay, who posted the amazing video footage for us here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zysWtY-VPUs
Dude, you kick ass, you have always kicked ass, and you always will kick ass! So please, stick it out with us, and keep on kicking our asses, we need you!
BlowinSmoke, I love how much you love our Lordly Liege of Lucidity, but I am praying for the day to come, when you will be able to express your deepest love and affection without resorting to the foul language you depend on far too frequently!
But, BS, you know I love you with every ounce of my purity and innocence, right? I just feel compelled to remind you to try to be more like me!
My sweet and precious Gay, I am on my knees right now, begging you to stay with us. We need your firm hand of guidance, and your sharp voice of judgment to keep us on the straight and narrow path to glorious self righteousness and scornful derision!
COP, the idea of having to read posts from the glittamamas scares me! We need this site, so that we may keep the best of the best away from the dust mites of our little society.
The fanbase is like an onion. You bite into it because the top layer is sweet, juicy and delicious. But the more layers you eat, the worse it tastes, until you get to the rotted, gooey middle.
Please stay, Gay!
Gay, if you close this site, I swear I’ll never post here again! I mean it!
Stop that talk now, mister!
Did someone mention a sweet, juicy, delicious onion?
This blog can never go away! Where else can I get a mouthful of Tasty Nuggets while biting into a sweet onion?
I know shouldn’t be th*dding, but I just can’t help myself!!!
SS, I hear ya, sister! I have attempted to log in to some of those other sites, and have found that my IQ actually drops about 50 points by the time I type in my password!
Gay really needs to keep this home open for those of us who are interested in preserving our brain cells!
Gay, you just took care of breakfast for us with our new Tasty Nuggets. You have to stick around long enough to take care of lunch and dinner. Oh, and maybe a late night snack???
Aww, Gay, you can’t go. Who will keep the home fires burning for unnecessarily sanctimonious pontificating? Who will post insane, esoteric riddles, then make me second-guess the worth of my entire education when I fail to grasp their meaning? And dammit, who’s gonna ship me a box of Taylor’s Tasty Nuggests?
MARCH ONWARD, GAY!
SS…you are right about the glittamamas.
Those sites have sparkles, rainbows and unicorns. *shudder*.
Please don’t make us resort to going there Gay!
I would much rather come here and dwelve into the mind puzzles of great posters like snotty and try and figure out what it is she is trying to say.
I cannot even contemplate my life without you, Gay. I think we should all chains ourselves to you. It would prevent you from leaving us, your huddled masses. And we would get the bonus of being bound to you physically…no longer just a fantasy!
Well, if you do leave us, Gay – I guess we will have to suck it up and take it like men, er women, er… whatever we are. But I know that if you do pull up the welcome mat here, we’ll still be able to find you. After all, we know how much the adoration feeds your soul and there’s no way you can leave us all cold turkey, so you will most certainly be combing every fan web site on the Internet, looking for solace, a sympathetic ear – and for all of us who will have been scattered to the four winds to post throughout cyberdome of our eternal love for you.
And though we all know how much you hate thank you’s, they will be pouring out enmasse from every corner of the Internet. Souls will be begging, pleading for your return to give us direction and a purpose in life. For all that is Gay is Good — and we will waste away in this vat of self destruction, for no longer will we have that one degree of separation from the Onion to end all Onions. Because without you, what acceptable protocol will we have to follow if YOU are not here to tell us the politically correct way to worship the Onion, or to interpret the Martha Stewart protocol for politically correct thudding?
We are but lemmings in need of a leader. Ours is a cold, cruel world without you, Gay.
On this most uncertain and solemn day, when we gather together to contemplate the possibility of Gay free future, I am hoping and praying with all of my heart that our Sneaky Snarkster is merely toying with our emotions yet again, as has been his common practice here.
I am also hoping with every fiber in my lower intestinal tract that the continual use of the word “glittamamas” is an intentional misspelling, used to imply that the poster has some sort of “urban cred.” I would like to believe that we all know the proper way to spell it would be “glitter mamas.”
SpellCheckNazie Away!!!
I like glitter, rainbows, unicorns, sparkly kitties holding bouquets of daisies, teddy bears, puffy hearts painted on pink t shirts, photo montages of our Sweet Soul Savior captioned “My heart’s Metallurgy,” and tribute videos with “The Wind Beneath My Wings” playing in the background.
I also happen to have a doctorate degree with musicology, and my widely renowned dissertation entitled “When Glittery Glamor Meets Snarky Snobbery: The Birth Of A Fanbase” has been described both as “a mixed bag of noxious, indulgent spewings of a psychotic” and as “mindless drivel best served with a side order of Kaopectate because it will bind your bowels.”
My point is that there is room enough for all us here, and that if we all join together in the beautiful bondage of love, we might just be able to ensnare our darling Gay, and hold him captive here with us forever! I brought my handcuffs today…who’s with me?
wow i cant believe you guys didnt figur it out. obviously gay isnt really closing his site! the title of his new post is refering to the silver koala bear getting into the top 20!!!!!!!!
I am trying to get used to being Gayless, but it’s been difficult.
It’s like when my parents would leave me in the middle of the mall and walk away. They did that a few times. Eventually I found them and they’d sigh…a sigh of relief, of course. But this experience reminds me of that, and even though the “Let’s Lose Reggie” game as they called it, was just a game, I realize now that sometimes people really do leave you forever.
Dumbass, while I applaud your primitive effort to apply logic and intuition to Gay’s blog post, I am afraid that once again you have missed the mark, by not truly understanding the focus we try to maintain here, on this most universally beloved blog in the history of the written word. Let me try to make it simple for you.
1. We are all about the music, and because of that all are welcome to debate and criticize every minute detail of the music, whether it serves any constructive purpose or not.
2. We are all about the music, and as such, we feel it is appropriate to overanalyze and second guess musical decisions and make our predictions as to how said decisions will impact the future popularity of the music outside of this blog.
3. We are all about the music, and although we are angst ridden over its perceived lack of popularity in the mainstream music world, and are allowed to whine incessantly about it, we never mention the actual numbers. We quite simply find that to be distasteful.
4. We are all about the music, and as such find it is completely appropriate to sponsor email campaigns demanding radio play of the music, while at the same time criticizing those who email the radio stations to demand radio play.
5. We are all about the music, and enjoy contests that encourage us to admire the musicians physical being by offering prizes featuring his gorgeous image, but it is not acceptable to mention that we actually liked receiving the prize, as that would involve inappropriate objectification.
I hope this has clarified things for you, Dumbass!!
OMG, Gay! My tears are falling, my head is aching, and my stomach is roiling like a cauldron of boiling extra virgin olive oil!
I feel like I have been smacked upside the head by one of those twenty pound Swiss colony Beef Logs…you know the ones I’m talking about, don’t you? I always see them at the mall around Christmas, and they remind me of the ‘fifth leg’ of a Kentucky Derby Winner.
Well, anyway, what I am trying to say is that this doesn’t feel good at all, and I don’t want to be attacked by gigantic horse appendages anymore!
Please, don’t leave me!!
I’m a long time lurker here, Gay! Every morning I wake up, get myself a cup of hot Ovaltine, with precisely 16 multi-colored miniature marshmallows, with each color equally represented, and sit down in front of my computer, prepared to be dazzled by the wonder that is your blog.
I don’t know what I am going to do in the morning if you decide to close up shop here. Without you, it won’t even matter anymore if I have more pink marshmallows than blue marshmallows, and I probably won’t even count them out anymore.
I may be forced to go out and get a job or something. My mother has been harping on me for years to do that! I don’t know why she even cares, in the first place. I just stay up here in my attic room in her house and mind my own business. God, I hate my mother! She’s always butting into my life!
Sorry Gay! I kind of got off track there for a minute!
I just wanted to tell some of you snooty, holier than thou posters who are so worried about the integrity of this blog, that there is room for everyone is this cozy Gay home! Look at me, for instance! I may be the only male glitternista you will ever meet! I love glitter and I don’t think this is in conflict with my testosterone, or my love of the music created by our Dapper Disco Dawg!
That’s all I wanted to say, and I hope I don’t get kicked out of the Gay family for speaking my mind tonight!
GSS, I am definitely going Christmas shopping with you this year! I have never seen one of those huge beef logs that you’re talking about, and I think owning one could definitely increase my yuletide cheer this year!! Ho, Ho, Ho!! Merry Christmas to me!!!
I’m shutting up now, before COP comes in to chastise me again!!
Did someone say HANDCUFFS????? I’m in – Gay, how about you?????
(now there’s a GOOD reason to stick around!!!)
Thank you all for the lovely sentiments.
About those handcuffs: Are they fur-lined?