Randy Moss Fan Expresses His Inner Anguish Through The Majesty Of Song

There are times when there's just no other good way to tell the world how you feel. Writing in your diary doesn't help, a screaming fit won't ease the pain, and no amount of therapy can get that smile back on your face. Sometimes, you have to sing. Sometimes, you have to sing loud, and sing gay, until you just can't sing any louder or any gayer. Like this guy:


See this guy? He wrote that song. On his shoulders are the remains of a couple of gay hitchhikers he picked up and then sucked to death.


Now, I'm not saying it was OK for him to suck those hitchhikers to death, but it's gotta be hard on this guy, hanging out at The Manhole on Saturday night, and then The Black Hole on Sunday. Different worlds. Kind of.

Many many thanks to the incomparaable With Leather sports blog for the link.