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    It’s a pleasant irony that anybody who would mistake Reginald Gibson for Gallagher would be people of no interest to Mr. Gibson, as he prefers to take his “indecent liberties” with children, and the only people I’ve ever met who were fans of Gallagher were my grandparents. Nonetheless, if you’re in the DC suburb of Fairfax, just be aware that Gallagher hasn’t decided to revive the whole “Gallagher Too!” act. Especially since Gibson apparently prefers smashing preteens to watermelons. 
Get it? He smashed shit with a mallet. Eugh, hack. Too bad he’s not incarcerated.

    It’s a pleasant irony that anybody who would mistake Reginald Gibson for Gallagher would be people of no interest to Mr. Gibson, as he prefers to take his “indecent liberties” with children, and the only people I’ve ever met who were fans of Gallagher were my grandparents. Nonetheless, if you’re in the DC suburb of Fairfax, just be aware that Gallagher hasn’t decided to revive the whole “Gallagher Too!” act. Especially since Gibson apparently prefers smashing preteens to watermelons. 

    Get it? He smashed shit with a mallet. Eugh, hack. Too bad he’s not incarcerated.

     
  2. In the Beginning…

    Not too long ago, I discovered the National Sex Offender Registry, a powerful tool useful for keeping the public aware of the dangers of those who lived among them. Moreover, I discovered something even better, that, like normal people, there are celebrity lookalikes among the ranks of pedophiles, rapists, and Larry the Cable Guy fans. I have made it my responsibility to bring you these celebrity lookalikes to keep the public safe, so that the next time you ask for an autograph on the street, you don’t follow a Carrottop impersonator to his van for a pen. Also it amuses me, so fuck you.