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Friday, March 01, 2002
Mr McKinney is in the doghouse with me, yes sirree.

Gina and I were just watching a bunch of profiles of the various Kids on Star TV, and all was very entertaining and informative, when it came to Mark's. Mark was doing a man-on-the-street type of thing in Manhattan, and was stopping people on the street to see whether they'd heard of the Kids in the Hall. He was outside Lincoln Center and two young ladies approached, and what do you think he said? He said, "Here come some pretty girls. They won't have heard of us-- trust me, I know what our fans look like."

Mark!

I can't say I'm pleased. I am, in fact, miffed. When he thinks of his fans, he thinks of big, fat, ugly ladies. POOP! POOP, I say!

Yes, I'm thinking of photoshopping him up really fat and replacing the picture on my shrine. In fact, I may just replace it with a shrine to Richard Simmons or something.

Of all of them, Mark is the one I'd least expect to slip up like that in front of the camera. Never say such things about your fans where they might hear it.

Naughty boy.