2003-08-10
7:43 p.m.

It's All Clay Aiken's Fault

It's All Clay Aiken's Fault

Here at LBFCA, we wanted to celebrate The Voice and The Totality of the Goodness of Clayton Aiken all day. We did, really. We were going to be all gushy, and sappy. Just like we were last day of TVATTOTGOCA.

Then, these photos emerged, screen caps from the Raleigh video of TGIM (can be downloaded at MnMs site). Well, we were right back to our ding dang lecherous selves. It's all Clay Aiken's fault. Really. He makes us think about these things. Just, well, just look at him:

....so innocent/darling/sweet and unbelivably HOT at the same time that I think Good Clay/Bad Clay must have literally smashed into each other in the hallways of Clay's psyche for one brief moment. This man is dangerous.

RainJane wrote that when she sent in that photo. Oh, she's not helping any, is she?

Plus, she sends the following photo, with analysis:

Just what is Baby doing here?

I came up with a few possibilities:

• He is attempting to quell an impending uprising.

• He is taking inventory (yes, Honey, it's still there)

• He is selflessly trying to protect the folks in the Glory Seats, as Lord knows, you could put an eye out with that thang if you're not careful

• He is demonstrating the universal sign language for "Hot dayum, but I am f***ing gorgeous," or

• He is saying a personal hello to Diane Sawyer.
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