Last night I went hunting for alarming pictures of Hal Sparks & co. to bother
makesomelove in her comments, when I came across these neat shots of Gale Howard and Randy Harrison that I hadn't seen before. They appear to be posing for the Rage illustrations? Whatever the reason, I'm reminded of the breathtaking familiarity Gale and Randy once had with each others bodies. I would have loved to see them do stage shows together if Gale Howard wasn't such a lolarious hack. A lovable, very attractive, lolarious hack.
"GWAAR, I'M GAL-- I mean. GWAAAR, I'M RAGE."
Randy appears on average to be around twelve years old in this photo-shoot. Fourteen if I'm feeling generous. And that doesn't make me feel creepy at all, no siree.
My first instinct is to laugh, but really. It's kind of touching if you consider the scene Gale is trying to set with "Rage" having just saved "J.T." from the intergalactic gaybasher or whatever.
Oooh, action shot.
Lookit his HAND on Randy's little BELLY. Also, it's worth mentioning I own those shoes. Gale's, that is, not the gay-ass velcro and patent leather number Randy's got on.