Even More Strange Tweets Mentioning My Name

Even More Strange Tweets Mentioning My Name


Sorry.


I guess if you’re working at the Astronaut Deke Slayton & Bicycle Museum, you have ample time to search Twitter for any mention of the Astronaut Deke Slayton & Bicycle Museum.


I remarked that in the wake of the Weiner scandal, it was strange that there were no results for the hashtag #bulgingcrotches. Courtney remedied that situation, with flair.


So I joined a secret society of blonde women. This will come in handy for my career as an international superspy.


Yes, this happened. On TV.


Dickpics. Our partner blog PhiLOLZophy keeps getting ’em.


You ask someone whether she’s into boxers or briefs, you’re gonna get an answer.


A lot of people probably dream of going to prom with Morrissey…but no one does it quite like Allie.


Not a merch idea we’d previously considered, but whatever sells! Would you sleep on this face?

Don’t answer that.


Lesson learned: Twitter is not a place where it’s safe to call Clay Aiken unattractive.


Nope, I still can’t get on board with the idea of a badger perving on me in the men’s room. Not even a cartoon one.


I hope they used one of these.


So there are Twitter accounts that troll around looking for mentions of menstruation. That graphic is just…wow.


Oh, that’s right. I was part of a discussion about the hair and sexual conquests of the Metropolitan Opera maestro.


We would’ve been there earlier if we’d known how quickly the bottomless Bloody Mary bar was going to dry up!


Precious memories.


Technically, Yoko did watch me dance at SXSW. Funny she didn’t mention it.


I put it on when I go out.


Jay Gabler