One day Anderson Cooper will wake up and realize the futility of his life. He will remember the time he stood in a ditch to pretend the flood waters were high. He will remember the time he did a remote with a colleague standing in front of a green screen to simulate being on the deck of a ship, and he will feel his fudge packed butt and think of how he allowed his overbearing mother to twist his sexuality. Then he will calmly walk out the window of his penthouse, just like his brother. And as he falls he will yell "I hate Brussels sprouts too!"
One day Anderson Cooper will wake up and realize the futility of his life. He will remember the time he stood in a ditch to pretend the flood waters were high. He will remember the time he did a remote with a colleague standing in front of a green screen to simulate being on the deck of a ship, and he will feel his fudge packed butt and think of how he allowed his overbearing mother to twist his sexuality. Then he will calmly walk out the window of his penthouse, just like his brother. And as he falls he will yell "I hate Brussels sprouts too!"
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