So last night, I was watching one of my favorite shows, Kathy Griffin: My Life On The D-List, when a startling revelation revealed itself before my very eyes; Paula Deen is a fag hag!!
Now, I LOVE Paula Deen. Seriously, something about her just makes me smile all over the place, and her laugh is one that I could just listen to all day long. I could be in the foulest of moods, and Paula ALWAYS makes me smile. Seriously, she is the definition of a down home, beautiful, and amazing southern lady. She has always seemed to me like the type of woman who couldn’t have a mean bone in her body, but I will say that I was honestly shocked that she has a gay assistant, named Brandon Branch! The fact that a lady that so born-and-bred southern, like Paula Deen is, and that she embraces gays just makes me love her so much more. Being from, and living in, the south myself, I know personally that there is so much hate for gays in the south, and it is a delight to know that we have a friend in someone as fabulous as Paula.
But that’s not all!! Not only does she have a gay assistant, but he’s a sassy, funny, and down home country gay that had me laughing so hard I was in stitches! First off, he starts in with the drunken description of trichotillomania (declaring that it is “somethingwithatrickinit”), and then tries to help Paula put her fake eye lashes back on, and declares her a “gaytastrophe” (*adding that to my vernacular*). Then, he says, “we need a gay miracle, we need a gearacle”. The best, is probably when Paula asks who wants some of her “delicious fruit cake”, Brandon chimes in without missing a beat, “I guess that means I gotta cut it.” Needless to say, I bet Paula uses that fabulous laugh of hers VERY often, because 10 minutes of Brandon had me laughing my head off. It goes to show, a little gay in your life can make things way more fun!
The fun is just too good to not show you first hand; the hilarity starts at about nine minutes in:
It keeps on coming:
An interesting, albeit nosy, theory was floated around on twitter last night when I was talking about how much I enjoyed this episode, apparently one that the internets have been asking for some time: Is Bobby Deen gay? Lord knows he’s a cutie (just like his hunky brother Jamie), and with a mama like Paula, I’m sure he’d have no problem coming out to her, (if he hasn’t to her already); that is, if he’s even gay. HOWEVER, I do want to say, that whether he is or isn’t, is none of my business, so long as he’s happy; and my guess is that he is, because who wouldn’t be happy with a mama like Paula Deen!? I say let sleeping dogs lie; gay or not, it’s none of our business.
Thanks again for making my night, Kathy Griffin. I love you; and I love you too, Paula Deen!
She is a goddess…and I have a confession for you and only you Duaney.
Well besides the lust for you deep in my…errrr…heart, I had no idea who Paula Deen was prior to today.
I have to say you made me a fan though.
I do love my Southern ladies.
Hiya, I’m stridulate’s boyfriend, from over on LiveJournal. He was telling me about this post, and we got to talking about it. I read this whole back-and-forth between people over whether or not Bobby Deen’s gay or not. Now I’m not from Georgia, but something that seemed like a reasonable explanation about why both sons seem gay is that they’re from Savannah, which I guess is supposed to be a bit more liberal and accepting. So I guess the argument was that they’re just more comfortable with themselves, no matter who they are. But yeah, not being from Georgia, I can’t be real sure.
Anyway, just wanted to comment. Mikey’s told me about a few of your posts, and they all seem interesting!
Oh my God, this has sparked my love for this woman. She’s so batsh!t awesome. LOL.