A couple of weeks ago, I had my first taste of fame. Technically, it was my second, but I can’t remember the first, as it occurred when I was only six months old when I did my first (and only) acting job. The details are hazy, but I’m sure my performance was so compelling and distinct that people flocked to my mother and said, much like the three kings said to Mary, “Is this the child? Is this the baby from the 1997 opening credits of Gaytime TV?”
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