doyle | A tribute to Glenn

So. I haven't yet seen the Firefly episode with nekkid Mal. This was going to be a post on how nekkid Mal would freak me because my friend Glenn is Nathan Fillion's evil twin, but then Glenn complained that I only ever mention him when I'm talking about his uncanny resemblance to certain Mutant Enemy actors.

Therefore, I bring you the slighty false history of Glenn:

Few people know that Glenn did in fact invent the internet, before sadly losing out to Bill Gates in the great thumb-wrestling championship of '91 and frittering away his 85% share in Microsoft on his addiction to cheap hookers and photocopier toner. He drifted after that, spending a few years wandering the highways and byways of Europe offering his services as a pencil-sharpener to minor celebrities. Then - for some reason which I can't be bothered to make up but which probably involves a hilarious tale of sheep and shaving foam - he met me and

marymac and

connorbeast. And now he hangs around at our house. He and

connorbeast probably have hot gay sex all the time when I'm not around. Because slash fiction has taught me that this is what men do.

I give you the man. The legend. The Glenn.