It finally happened

My sister, who had just started eating a pop tart, was doubled over in laughter. She was desperately holding onto the pop tart with her mouth, laughing too hard to eat, but too hungry to let it go. The result of this compromise was the muffled sound of Kellogg's-flavored laughter. Finally, after finally managing to chew a corner of the succulent pastry, she summed it up in three words: "Those... gay... fucks!" I, however, was just in standard disbelief.

It's after midnight, and my sister and I are watching Chapelle Show on Comedy Central. On a commercial break, something new happened. I was busy playing on my computer, and wouldn't have even noticed, except that my sister said, "oh my god!" I looked up. On the TV were three well-dressed, athletic, happy young men with no concept of personal space. "Chat! Meet! Interact! You can find men in your local area who are looking for friendship," the voiceover man said enthusiastically. Late night cable channels are saturated with phone dating services. This, however, was something different... an all male service. It was called "Interactive Male," and they even have a local South Bend number.

We turned off the TV, concluding that no Chapelle skit could top this. Comedy Central, indeed.

~Jake