By bats | July 18, 2011 - 2:06 pm

It’s Monday, and it looks like we’re going to be inundated with

1. Les Moore regaling Cayla with stories of how he’s gotten even with everyone who ever told him he’d never be a writer; and

2. Gay Seth confessing to maybe-Gay (you know, Brooke, there is such a thing as Bisexual) Roger his sexual fling with a woman of the female type.

Who’s more smug? More self-righteous? Granted, Roger could fit the Neener-Neener bill very nicely, but Seth was such a big dick douchebag jerk in outing Mr. Family Man, that I’m casting him as Les’ primary competition.

Well, it appears that these little heart-to-heart chats are going to go on all week.  I’m trying to figure out if this should be catagorized as a marathon or a decathlon.

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