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Me: Do you smell that?

Jesse: Yeah.

Me: Mmmm... it smells like french toast.

Jesse: I think it smells like chicken fingers.

Random Bar Patron 1: I was thinking cheese pizza.

Friend of Random Bar Patron: Really? I thought rice.

Randon Bar Patron 2: No, it's cinnamon rolls.

Bar tender (walking by): Popcorn anyone?

The publishers of the Smithtown Messenger regret any offense taken by our readers at the photographic political satire depicting the current and past presidents on the editorial page in the April 29th, 2010 issue. While we have grave disagreement with the policies of the current Administration, we hold the office of President of the United States in great respect.

The male escort hired by anti-gay activist George Alan Rekers has told Miami New Times that the Baptist minister is a homosexual who paid him to provide body rubs, once a day, in the nude, during their ten-day vacation in Europe. 

Rekers allegedly named his favorite maneuver the "long stroke" -- a complicated caress "across his penis, thigh... and his anus over the butt cheeks," as the escort puts it. "Rekers liked to be rubbed down there," he says.

But, then again, when does Evan ever give a bad view!? Thanks WGB!

There is opposition, and risk, but I think that just shows that street art is the sort of frontier where the leading edge really does have to chew through the ice. And it's good for people to remember public space is a battleground, with the government, advertisers and artists all mixing and mashing, and even now the strange cross-pollination taking place as street artists sometimes become brands, and brands camouflaging as street art creating complex hybrids or impersonators. I think it's understanding the strangeness of the playing field where you'll realize that painting street artists, writers, as the bad guys is a shallow view. As for the old bronzes, I really don't see them as part of what's going on in the dialogue unless addressed by a new intervention.

I don't care what they say, this is a total WIN!

Steve Consalvi, 17, is a senior at Boyertown High and 'a real good student, heading to Penn State,' according to his father, Wayne, 45, who owns Consalvi Auto Repair in Pottstown. Steve even called from the park last night, asking for permission to run on the field, as the Phillies hosted the St. Louis Cardinals, the elder Consalvi said. 'He said, 'Dad, can I run on the field? I said, 'I don't think you should, son.'' 'This would be a once in a lifetime experience!' the son said.

On April 13, the "rent boy" (whom we'll call Lucien) arrived at Miami International Airport on Iberian Airlines Flight 6123, after a ten-day, fully subsidized trip to Europe. He was soon followed out of customs by an old man with an atavistic mustache and a desperate blond comb-over, pushing an overburdened baggage cart. That man was George Alan Rekers, of North Miami — the callboy's client and, as it happens, one of America's most prominent anti-gay activists. Rekers, a Baptist minister who is a leading scholar for the Christian right, left the terminal with his gay escort, looking a bit discomfited when a picture of the two was snapped with a hot-pink digital camera.

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