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23 May 2009

Sweet F'in Christ

I'm now convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that not only is Kade real, but he's knitting a lady-suit in his basement. Instead of asking his potential victims if they're a "size 14," he's content with 9s.
I had people coming up to me all night to meet me with one person telling me that “You are intimidating, you’re like the next Tucker Max”, and another person telling me “You are the most famous person here”. I hate comparisons to people who are on totally different career tracks then me; I am an up and coming actor, and Tucker Max just writes about sexual experiences. Sometimes I just want to relax, and forget all the eyes and stares at me while I’m out because of how big I am getting, and one guy actually asked me, “Is this a paid appearance?” and I responded “What are you talking about?” because I was in “off” mode where I just wanted to be Arthur Kade with his friends, and not a celebrity.

Dancing to Madonna? Kade officially out.


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