To christen theboyfromohio...

"My mom gave me an IOU for Anthony Rapp's book. I, like, fell off the couch."
"Because you know it's just going to me a collection of correspondence transcripts between him and the boy from Ohio."

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"So yeah, this whole Rent thing was definitely a revival for us."
"Why, did we really need a revival?"
"...No, we were just running out of things to make fun of Tori Amos for."
"Even the freaking Bitchlist is funning out of things to make fun of."
"It's because she's disappeared."
"I know, she's just secluded in her castle in Wales."
"With Tash."
"She's reading her Wicked."
"YES."
"And she's all, 'OMG, Tash, Liir totally represents the archetype for the patriarchy...etc.'"
"YES."

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"AHH, SHAE, Liir is the boy from Ohio!"
"Oh, lord, he is."
"FANDOM CROSSOVER WHAT."

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"If there really was a boy from Ohio, I would pee."
"Anthony Rapp's friend who died of AIDS cancer should be from Ohio."
"I know, really."

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"My sister and I decided that Madam Morrible is really RuPaul."
"Totally. In Oklahoma, with the Wizard, I mean Joel Grey."
"And Cheno."
"Oh my god, I really want to hug Joel Grey!"
"Me too! I told my dance teacher that I would marry him, and she gave me a really funny look. Which, you know, I just don't understand. Except that he is, like, eighty. And just a bit wrinkled."
"But still."
"I know, he's a song-and-dance man! What a catch."


Mel. We should be holy.