I am an attractive man. You know what, I have never told you this but sometimes when I bend down to pick up the morning paper, I catch Bree Van de Kamp checking me out. I’ve always exuded a certain sexual magnetism and as I get older I think it is only becoming more intense. Oh, I am a hot guy…living in a neighborhood filled with nothing but lonely ladies. They can’t help themselves.
When my parents first heard I was gay, they kicked me out. They said I had debased the entire family and that they couldn’t love me anymore until I changed. But Andrew, he said that I should be ashamed of them, ‘cause they were too stupid to know how great I was. That’s the thing about Andrew. He doesn’t take crap from anyone. How can you not love someone like that?