Oh, flist, thank you so much for the V-Day lovin'. It made me warm and fuzzy and just, guh. I heart you all. ♥ And, omg, colorthenight, I loved my teddy bear, thank you! I adore you, sweet girl.

So, a million years ago now, Gale did an interview for German TV and was so adorkable, my glee actually made me dizzy.





Do dee do, gonna do an interview.


Checking mah teeth, checking mah teeeth, hmn hmn hmn--


--OMG SHINY OVER THERE!


All right, yes, am listening...


...even though there's still something shiny over there.


Sorry, sorry, am totally listening this time.


OK SRSLY DOES NO ONE ELSE SEE THE SHINY OVER THERE?!


I'll make you a deal, interview lady. I'll totally answer your question if you can answer mine first. What's up with my hair? It's got a... flap thingie.

SRSLY THAT HAIR WAS DRIVING ME NUTS, FLIST.


But then he was all giggly and nothing else mattered, hee.


Big ole cheezer!


OMG, then he did a lipbite. Score!


Then a lipbite with intense thinking. Double score!


Was even transfixed by him scratching.his.neck. I'm hopeless. :( ...OMG. Look at his hair now. The sideview, haha!


But around here is when I realized his shirt had little flappy things on his shoulders too. IT WAS A FLAPPY SHIRT/HAIR COMBO. D:


And while Gale was trying to form, y'know, a sentence, I decided I really liked him in purple...


...and want to snuggle my face into his long neck. Gale kept thinking hard.


And finally just gave up.


He was totally cool with that.


But then the hair caught my attention again. I just... make it stop. :(


But Gale caught sight of the shiny again and refused to run his hand through it to save my sanity.


Even as it seemed to grow before my eyes. Attack of the Killer Hair Flap. D:


Then he sidetracked me by throwing me a patented Brian Kinney "hey, shut the fuck up" expression. OMG. What were we talking about again?


Complete with perfectly arched eyebrow aldjfas.


AND THEN HE SAID "Y'KNOW" WHILE SHRUGGING AND I DIED COS HIIIII GAAALE.


AND KEPT DYING COS HE CHEEZER GRINNED.


AND DIED ONE MORE TIME WHEN HE SHRUGGED AGAIN.


Then he tried to concentrate again.


BUT OMG SHINY OVER THERE!!!!!!!!!! Seriously, something musta happened like Randy walked by naked cos that head sure did whip around fast to look. And forget what I said about that earlier picture looking like Brian. THIS IS BRIAN KINNEY HERE. You'd swear he was giving Ethan the stink eye.


And Ethan flipped him off.


Meanwhile, back at the interview, Gale suddenly pretended to be super-duper interested in the next question as he leans super-duper close like a little deaf puppy.


*insert dirty joke here*


And then that blur you saw next was our Bambi beating it outta there!

A couple picspam outtakes:







Gale so doesn't look impressed by all my hard work in this last cap, heh. STEP OFF, HOWARD, THIS TOOK A LONG TIME.

In conclusion: The boy kicks ass in purple. And stare at dorky hair long enough and you begin to actually like it. Oh, Gale, it's so you, you dork. Never change. ♥


Speaking of dorks. In more super old news, my reaction to finding out that my Michael Fred got caught with the ganja -- sorry, alleged ganja. *cough* (Lookit his neck, omg. He's about to swallow that sucker, he's inhaling so deep alkjsda.) looked a little something like this---> Cos, really. You giant dork. I love you, but YOU GIANT DORK. Did Ryan teach you nothing? Get drunk in public, smoke in private!

Best Parts About All This:

• Fandom labeling it BongGate. FTW, fandom.
• Seth Myer's "Really!?!" SNL segment. "Michael Phelps smokes pot, why can't I? You can, right after you win twelve gold medals for your country."
• Fandom losing its shit. There was praying for his soul, ya'll. AHAHAHAHA.