That baer fellow that spams here
 

spammed at another message board I post on.

President of the Earth. Ha.

welcome to the internet!

please, have a seat.

Haven't noticed this baer character.

Maybe he meant to type 'bear.'

Any hairy gay dudes post here in a manner that could upset someone?

You mean besides Porky?

He'd need to pack on some pounds before I'd call him a bear, assuming he is in fact hairy.

If I were a gay dude I think I'd be the type that got kind of buff, grew a mustache, and prominently displayed my chest hair. Kind of like Sean Connery in that other thread, but toned down.

This thread is now for people to ponder on what type of gay dude they'd be.

communication is based on insults.

I'd definitely be the clean-shaven, sharp-dressing sort who knew the difference between a brogue and an oxford and could get away with hats, but hopefully not being a total bitch in the process. I think I'd have a carpenter as my boyf. Something useful like that.

A carpenter, that sounds nice.

I can't get away with hats.

No, but you get to talk to straight guys and don't have to pretend to be interested in Paris Hilton. That's pretty win.

a lesbian. definintely a lesbian.

my gf would be one of those geeky lesbians with the thick black glasses.

she'd be new to lesbianism and not at all bothered by the fact that I have a moustache.

You guys seriously don't remember Charles Webster Baer, from Bend, Oregon?

of course we do. the point is, he's been spamming every message board since the start of time itself.

and by time, I mean, the internet.

This thread is now about what sort of gay you'd be. If you don't want to comment on that, start your own thread.

We Chicagoans are stubbornly proud. We shout insults to New York with mouths full of all-beef hot dogs and Old Style beer. This general resentment mostly stems from being dubbed "The Second City." However, landmarks like NYC Ghosts & Flowers refocus our dislike with greater alacrity. Sonic Youth's umpteenth album wads everything we hate about New York into one convenient tissue. The only thing missing is the Mets. Sonic Youth remind us that white New Yorkers still grow soul-patches and goatees, wear berets and Rastafarian caps, dine on grilled tofu in an emulsification of goat butter and kumquat, and watch Dutch documentaries about fisting, thinking it's original, intellectual, or influential.

Isn't that the review that pitchfork gave NYC G&F?

What a bunch of tiny-cocks.....

I've changed my mind about the moustache.

I want to be a lipstick lesbian.

I think that it would help me secure a higher-grade of companion.