A NOLA girl in a NY world.
Interests: Neon signs that say WIGS (or INTERNET). Dogs with Mohawks. Nail biters. Designer water. Soup. 
Oh, Jay Smooth, how I do love thee. Fucking rock star, this guy.
“… which means, Larry Johnson, that when you call that guy a “Christopher Street Boy” and you think it’s a clever way to call him soft and wimpy, you’re actually talking about people who are famous for winning a bar fight against a gang of cops.
You’re talking about the people who started a movement by showing the world that “gay” doesn’t mean “weak”.
You’re talking about people, Larry Johnson, that are way tougher and more courageous than you will ever be in your life.
That is who Christopher Street Boys are.”
-jsmooth
I want Jay Smooth to talk about everything ever. I’m going to email him lectures on particle physics and ask him to record commentary. I want my Google Voice account to have a Jay Smooth setting where he transcribes my voicemail and reads them back to me with awesome background music - or even better, he could just read back the comically inaccurate transcriptions Google does on its own. I want him to provide a first-person narrative voiceover for my life, like an old hard-boiled detective film.
Jay Smooth, will you…will you be my Morgan Freeman?
Love it.
