Showing posts with label Clay Aiken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clay Aiken. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

SHOCK AND AWE!!!

Surprise, surprise.

Clay Aiken has come out of the closet:

Following the Aug. 8 birth of his son Parker, singer Clay Aiken is following through on a promise he made to himself as a new dad: to publicly acknowledge that he's gay.

"It was the first decision I made as a father," Aiken, 29, tells the upcoming issue of PEOPLE, on newsstands Friday. "I cannot raise a child to lie or to hide things. I wasn't raised that way, and I'm not going to raise a child to do that."

Friday, May 9, 2008

Craig Stevens Infested With Gay Bed Bugs



Oh noes!!! Our favorite Broadway sodomite has bed bugs, which means he has crabs or crabs with AIDS. Not quite sure yet.

He also got a job and got his George W Bush reparations check, which he promptly spent to go see Clay Aiken in Spamalot.

via Check Craig's Blogg

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

People Say Clay Aiken Came Out On QVC



Monday, QVC took time out from hocking glittery country duck sweatshirts and face creams for cougars on a budget to push closet-spelunking Clay Aiken's new abortion album.

From Towleroad:

Clay Aiken debuted his new CD on QVC Monday night and folks are buzzing that the song he performed, entitled 'The Real Me', was pretty much a cry for help from the closet.

The lyrics:

Foolish heart looks like we’re here again
Same old game of plastic smile
Don’t let anybody in
Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break
How much will they take before I’m empty
Do I let it show, does anybody know?

[Chorus:]
But you see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I’m loosening my grasp
There’s no need to mask my frailty
Cause you see the real me

Painted on, life is behind a mask
Self-inflicted circus clown
I’m tired of the song and dance
Living a charade, always on parade
…

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Things I Never Wanted To See



Horrifying pictures of Clay Aiken at a handprint ceremony at Planet Hollywood Times Square.

via dlisted

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

'Cause We Just Can't Get Enough Of Craig Stevens



Here's the latest chapter in the Craig Stevens vlog saga.

Craig and beard girlfriend Janine went to Spamalot and got backstage. Then Craig blows his wad when he gets a sneak peek at......wait for it.......wait for it......COSTUMES!!!:

Hey y'all, so i just had like the best day of my life. Janine and i went backstage at broadway's Spamalot(a spoof on Camelot...lmao!)This show stars Clay Aikens from American Idol. We had so much fun and met our first friends on broadway! Stay tuned for more...

Best line of the video: "Unfortunately, I was waiting outside and Clay did not come out."

Nor will he, little Craigy. Nor will he.



via the Youtubes

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Weekend Roundup

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Kathleen Willy writes Dear Barry letter

9udy exits race to spend more time with 9/11

Millboy exits race to spend more time with mills...or dudes

I voted. It took one pen stroke, but probably still didn't count

Bill Clinton is a douchebag and should really just stick to porking fat chicks

Clay Aiken is still a huge mo

Monday, January 28, 2008

Gay Clay Aiken Doesn't Heart Seks

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Macho hipster Clay Aiken, seen above doing his dead on Al Gore impersonation, sat down with New York Magazine to rap about his upcoming stint on Camelot.

In the interview, he claims he never has seks nor the desire to.

"Let's not fool ourselves," he says with his eyebrows up in his arch, queeny way. "The truth is? There are people like Justin Timberlake, males who are cool on radio right now, and then there's me. If I heard myself in a dance club? If I went into a dance club--which I never do--and I heard Clay Aiken come on, I'd roll my eyes and get out. But you know what? I'm fine with being kind of vanilla! It's oh-kye!" In his book, Aiken says that it's not just clubs but also bars he dislikes: "The only reason people go to bars is to get drunk and have sex. To me, bars are what hell is like."

The NY interview was even wierder than the Newsweek interview a while back that had this testy exchange:

How did you get into a fight with that lady on a plane?
I'm not going to talk about it.

I was just curious because you've never talked about it.
I did talk about it.

What about the Kelly Ripa thing?
I'm not going to discuss it.

Did you think it was homophobic?
I'm not going to discuss it.

What do you want to talk about?
I think we're done.

Can we talk about something fun?
No, we're done. I thought NEWSWEEK would be more reputable. I'm surprised.

But I think people are curious about it.
It was a year ago. This is NEWSWEEK. It's not the National Enquirer. I'd hate to have a job where I had to be rude to people.

We're just having a conversation.
Change the subject! I'd never take a job where I had to do something that I didn't want to do.

What about all those Ford commercials on "American Idol"?
That wasn't a job.

It was part of your job.
It wasn't a Ford commercial. It was a music video. It was a completely different thing.

I'll change the subject. What do you do for fun?
I watch the news. I read news magazines, but I'm reconsidering that now.

Are you going to watch "Idol"?
I haven't watched since season four. I compare it to high-school football--if it weren't for high school, we wouldn't be successful, but I don't need to keep going to the football games.


So, there you go. Clay is def not gay. And he def doesn't want to have seks of any kind. Atleast not with humans.

He may finger bang his dog every now and then, but that's just 'cause showtunes put him in that kind of mood.



via NY Mag