Every once in a while I get an email from a reader concerning my column. Usually it's someone pointing out something we have in common or telling me they appreciated something I wrote. Up until last night my favorite email was from a lady who told me maybe I shouldn't be speaking at churches since I can have a foul mouth sometimes.

That email has been usurped, though.

The Harlan website hasn't posted this week's column on their website yet, so I can't link to it - but it was all about this time my ex-wife and I were vacationing in California and we took the opportunity to meet up with an internet comic book nerd buddy of mine face to face for the first time. I thought it was a nice, heart-warming story about how people are people regardless of the situations surrounding how we meet them.

One of my Harlan readers, however, got something completely different from the column. Here's an excerpt from their email to me:

...sure you had to clean it up a bit, and you had to say that your wife was there, but it was still one of the finest pieces of gay erotica I've ever seen
printed in a mainstream paper.

Sara was with me when I opened the email. I let her read it and then we went back and read the column in question. Of course now, reading the column, it was just like when a friend points out some girl has a weird nose and after that you can't look at her without noticing. When we read the column it sounded totally gay. Sara was on the floor laughing and gasping for breath.

Once the Harlan website posts the column I'll link to it as always. Then I'll stand back and let you all take your shots and get your jokes in. Then we'll tuck it into the back of our brains and NEVER SPEAK OF IT AGAIN.

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You just made me smile from ear to ear. And by smile from ear to ear I mean (I'm happy in the most non-gay manner imaginable).

I like chicks! Quit hitting on me!

I gotta get out of this erotica playland!!!!  


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