Goddamnit, I am not a fucking novelty object. Or, Fuck You, Bravo.

ALL RIGHT! I witnessed the show under dispute last night and hereby repost my review to hopefully end all dispute.

Summary: Its really quite a good show, with unique twists beyond the five gay men thing, that doesn’t take itself too seriously at all.

I only caught ten minutes of it (The Godfather II came on at 10:15). The guy that was removing dude’s clothes from his closet with a pair of tongs? Priceless.

I watched both episodes and enjoyed them both thoroughly. And Kyan the Grooming Guy is my new husband so the rest of you bitches just back off!

Sorry, Otto, I saw him first, he’s MINE!

The show was nowhere near as bad as I thought it might be. It wasn’t so much about gay content or stereotyping as it was just a “makeover” show for guys.

And I might have to do a three-way with Kyan and the woofy, blonde painter.

Like I told Priam in the Cafe Society thread, anyone who wasn’t actively defending the show before it aired is DIS-qualified from Kyan’s sweet sweet love. Kyan is mine all mine so you need to step off! <snaps in “festive yet deadly serious” formation>

I will, however, consider allowing you, Butch and my adored Kyan to join me in a fourgy.

Not to disagree with the larger point, just to address this small one…but…

Ben?

Boiling the guy’s dirty jockstrap in a sauce pan - hysterical.

Paraphrasing
“Can you believe it, it’s filty…Could make some kind of soup with it…It’s even got it’s own soy sauce, oh no strike that, boy sauce.”

This show was high-fucking-larious. I damn near pissed my pants I was laughing so hard.

Oh, and the guys that changed his entire pad in a few hours put everyone from Trading Spaces to shame.

My favorite line “Look at that - ALL his friends have long hair. It’s like a cult! They’re Branch Davidians!”

hey! You didn’t offend, annoy, or generally piss ME off! I would say I’m offended but that kind of defeats the point, doesn’t it…
Kinda creeped me out, though, I thought you were describing my marriage, which made me wonder where around my house you were hiding to peek in the windows, especially since I don’t have those conveninently-located large camouflage bushes right under all open windows.

(Honest, “have you seen my shirt” is generally answered with “yeah, it’s in the washer going through the last rinse cycle.”
And, “beer run” is a perfectly acceptable answer to “what are you thinking”. It better be - I’m the last one that used it! Though I think it sounded more like, “is there beer in the fridge?”)

but then again I was wondering how to get those guys to my house to educate ME on a makeover…DogDad understands more about color matching, what clothes look good in which occasion, and overall room compositon than I ever will.