Here’s one for the road…
This photo is dedicated to all of you out there who stuck by me through thick and thin over the past two-and-a-half years of my ‘blogging’ career.
When it comes to the scary and icky factor, this photo bites the dust. It really is amazing how an innocent, harmless little boy like this one turned into the evil bitch troll that I am today.
I get the creeps every time I look at that photo… and I’m not joking!
You know you love me. All you have to do is tell me.
Sweaty Pits? FAAAAAABULOUS!
They’re queer and they’re here. Queer Eye for the Straight Guy’s Fantastic Fab Five are here in the land of the brown, l’exotique and the natives!!!!
Photo credit: TheFashPack
Queer Eye for the Sweaty Betty Tip: it doesn’t hurt to wear a plain white or black tee under your shirt to prevent sweatmarks from appearing on your pit area. Undershirts act as a barrier.
I guess sweaty pits happen to the best of us. Shit, I’m the PRINCESS OF SWEATY BETTIES. That’s why I hate walking, crowded places and the heat. Remember this blog entry? Remember this embarassing photo of me and my sweaty pit (after prancing around the children’s playground) and one of my readers came up to me, etc. Sooooo embarassing. Hahahahahahah! Whatever. The good thing is, I can laugh about it now.
I love these guys though, sweaty pits or not! Their contributions in keeping the faggotry alive are amazing.
I was planning go to their book signing today but my local bookstore ran out of books. Oh well! =)
Pack your bags, we’re going to Brazil!
I’ve always wanted to go to Rio de Janeiro. It’s one of my dream destinations. Fuck New York, London, Paris or Milan. If you’re looking for guys galore, nothing beats Brazilian boy toys so get your lazy, fat ass to Rio!
I need a "proper" vacation and I can’t even remember the last time I had one. You know, no computers, no cellphones, no stress, no pressure, no emotional distress, no familia de horreur, no Eunice… ok.. what am I talking about, I need Eunice…
Tell me, don’t you just wanna hop on top of this guy and sit on his crotch… I mean, hop on a plane and catch up with your tan on the beaches of Ipanema?
Photo credit: Blogmadeinbrazil.com
You know what I really miss?
Someone stole my childhood and I wish I could get it back.
Brighton, UK 2001
Why do I have this weird bollocking feeling inside me recently? In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been writing less and less. Instead, I’ve been extremely selective on what I’m saying and I found myself posting more and more photos, useless tripe and other bullcrap.
I used to be able to say anything that I want, air out my grievances, bitch, whine and whinge about people, experiences and situations but for some strange reason, it feels as if someone put a fucking gag order on me and now I have to fucking censor myself all the fucking time.
I MISS MY FREEDOM!
Fuck each and every one of you. The bollocking stops here and I’m gonna reclaim my old self back.
I should be able to say what I want and when I want it. Afterall, this is *MY* blog and you’re just a fuckin reader. You can always fuck off where the sun doesn’t shine *IF* you have problems because NOBODY’S GOT A FUCKIN SHOTGUN POINTED TO YOUR SCROTUM/LABIA/RECTUM TELLING YOU TO READ MY WEBSITE. I say live and let live… and don’t bother coming back if you got problems with what I have to say. You must be a masochist if you have to come back over and over again. Besides, none of my other 161,000+ (June 2006) readers are interested about you.
I repeat. I *should* be able to say what I want.
I’m sure you’re all gonna agree with me. Yes?
Even Bitchboy of the Washington Blade, who gave my little narcissistic shrine a mention (thanks doll) will agree with me.
PPSS. Alice from Myspace you can fuck off my case now. I’ll see you in hell. I suggest that you borrow your dad’s revolver, point it to your eyesockets and shoot em till the sheep cry bah-bah-bah-lah-lah-lah.
Bryanboy Loves… ANITA LIXEL!
Oh. My. God. This is fresh from my inbox, courtesy of super fashion photographer Sonny Vandevelde. It’s a photo of his friend, Anita Lixel: Le Pop Extraordinaire, right before her concert at the Dour Festival in Belgium. I looooove Anita!!! She’s gorgeous and I really dig her music too. If you go to her site, be sure to listen to "In Your Game… Boy". I LOVE IT!
ANOTHER HOLY FUCKING SHIT POST: APPLE iPOD
First it was Fendi, now it’s Apple who is using my
INFAMOUS BRYANBOY POSE.
I’d like to thank my personal Santa Claus in San Francisco who saw Apple iPod’s latest ad campaign atop a building in front of Union Square in San Francisco, California and took a photo of it. Sadly it was taken while he was drunk. Hahaha! If any of you are in the SFO area and have spotted this ad, please take a photo of the billboard in BROAD DAYLIGHT!
I’m telling you… we’re definitely going places WORLDWIDE with my pose.
Fendi yesterday, Apple today, CHANEL tomorrow.
I wonder who will use my signature pose next?
For god’s sake just use me as your model if ever you’re gonna use my pose in your ad campaigns and put money in my pockets.
I’m still IN SHOCK!!!!!! HOLLLLLLY FUCKING SHIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!
I love you all! Email firstname.lastname@example.org or SMS +63.915.785.1492.
PPSS. *SING AFTER ME* Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy… is such an evil thing!
49,108 Reasons Why I Love Tyra Banks
I love Tyra. I really do. I mean, fine, she’s got America’s Next Top Model but frankly, I’d rather watch Fashion TV any day.
I’ve seen the Tyra Banks show a couple of times before and I thought her show is just ‘another American talkshow’. I was wrong. I got hooked after watching her "Girls Gone Wild" and "Guys Gone Wild" episode. There’s something about her that I love and I don’t know what that is. Maybe it’s the way she talks, her facial expressions and her constant eyelash battering. You have to watch THIS video. She’s sooo hilarious.
Nicole Richie has an Asian-sized hard-on!
I know y’all wet your pants when you saw Paris Hilton’s scrotum but wait till you see Nicole’s Asian-sized hard-on!!!! Hahahahahaha! I’m kidding. I love this girl. I really do. Sadasa saaaaaaa sa saaaa sa saaaaaaaa!
Ooooh is that Rachel Zoe behind her?
Am I narcissistic or what?
I love me and I know you love me too. ILOVEBRYANBOYDOTCOMBABOOSH!
Email me and tell me you love me. Bryanboy@gmail.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.