Oct 29, 2006 01:46
Congressional elections could be called the Distinguished Competition, provided you were a completely self-important blowhard championing family values and trumpeting what the Founding Fathers would have wanted because 200-year-old social mores are where it's at, and if only kids today wore more powdered wigs, they might just realize that ankles are scandalous.
You think Jesus would be caught dead in a suit and tie with a combover like that, portly? No, he was caught dead wearing a diaper and marching around in slo-mo, if Braveheart is to be believed. Nice meltdown, Riggs! How exactly did the Jews cause that war between the Scots and the English again?
Anyway, it's a chilly post-dusk in the nation's ca-pee-tahl, and Deadpool's out on a pro bono mission. Pro bono since he's only doing this because some punk needs to learn to keep his hands playing pocket pool and not "Gropey O'Grady."
He's just binoc'd one of the more disturbing sexual misaventures he's ever spied upon. Dominic Petros apparently spends his time scoping and boning congressional interns. Doubt that actually gets any subtle pro-mutie lobbying accomplished, but considering his particular mutie-ness, they probably all come away with big batting doe eyes swooning about how the earth moved.
This case in particular? He's really, honestly not sure whether or not he's just watched straight or gay action, and that's extremely unsettling. And it's not the Jaye Davidson sort of 'Crying Game' 'oh, I'm pissed it's a dude because she's really hot' thing, either. This is... something else. Something Vamp-Animusy. But considering he's here to make sure Petros doesn't get any more action for the couple months he's in traction, it's probably only fitting that the mook'll have some time to ponder that unanswerable query.
Just wait until Andgrogynous The Skeevy takes its leave... poor thing's got hard luck enough as it is, with all that neck hair. No need to mix it up in ugly merc business...
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