15 8 / 2014
15 8 / 2014
29 7 / 2014
28 5 / 2014
Al Swearengen/Dan Dority slash fans
(aka Swearity or Dorengen ‘shippers)
C’mon, think about it a minute. A rough, lawless frontier settlement like Deadwood is packed with primal masculinity locked in figurative and literal struggle with itself. Sure, there are prostitutes and a few marginally interesting women to hold up the fig leaf of heteronormativity, but they are never so cursory, so incidental as when they’re servicing Al Swearengen during a BJ monologue. And when do we ever see Dan Dority sampling the human merchandise he’s tasked with managing? Never! Who lies spent and pallid on the bed beside Al after he passes his kidney stones? Dan Fuckin’ Dority, that’s who! Forget Cummerbund and that mousy Hobbit guy. Forget those two dungaree-clad brothers who live in their car and bang each other. Forget those limey manic pixie dream twinks fumbling around in that blue box. Al & Dan are the real deal. You should totally make crappy animated GIFs from Deadwood scenes and draw God-awful chibi comics of Al Swearengen and Dan Dority going to pound-town.
05 5 / 2014
17 11 / 2013
…and we all know what that means…
…and they’re totally doable if you live in Louisiana and can pick up smaller TDK portions at a supermarket…
I recommend a ciabatta roll, and you can skip the pepperjack. The stuffing is spicy enough that you can’t taste the peppers, anyway.