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ret-ro-mo: stuck in the 80s gay. Wears a faux hawk and still listens to electroclash
vh1, you need to stop this shit. hearing everyone squeel "thats so metro!" every time a straight boy bought a new pair of shoes or wore jeans that fit was bad enough. if people actually start using "schlomo" and "bag" as slang (try it and die, jordan, i swear to god), someone will die. on the bright side, James St James did grace the tv screen during this whole little escapade, and that made me happy.
tamara and i rented Party Monster (finally, i know, i know), so now i think that i'm a club kid, or something... it was really super good, except for the fact that it reminded me a little too much of a certain boy i used to know...