-Question submitted by Anonymous

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Dannielle Says: 

Picnics are super fun. AND IT’S COOL BECAUSE you can do them anywhere, drive to somewhere an hour away that’s pretty or cool or super weird and pop your trunk open, take a seat and enjoy the view. 

Drive-in movies. You guys, they don’t really exist anymore, but my friend in THE OC #dontworryaboutit just opened one up SEE and i’ve been obsessively thinking about them… it’s like… take a 2 - 3 hour road trip to the closest one, you get tons of hang out road time, cuddles in the car, an awesome movie date, and you’re doing something so fucking cute and, like you said, OUT OF THE BOX.

Take a CLASS. It sounds so lame, but nothing is cuter than learning to cook soufflé, or dancing to salsa music, or doing magic tricks… seriously you guys. Memories for life and you get to be stupid around each other for like 2 hours straight. 

Everyone is Gay Webcast Marathon. Drink (tea) every time Kristin thinks I’m hilarious.

L Word Marathon. Drink (lemonade) every time Shane makes a stupid decision.

Line the hallway with teddy bears. IT’S HILARIOUS. IT’S CUTE. IT WILL LEAD TO MAKE OUT SESSIONS. 

Kristin Says:

One of these days I am going to have Dannielle film a video of herself lining her hallway with teddy bears. I swear.

My ideas:

Scavenger Hunt. Each of you pick three to seven items, combine them into a list, and comb your city/state/whatever until you’ve taken a snapshot of you both with each item. THEN MAKE A COLLAGE OF YOUR SCAVENGER HUNT FINDS FOR EXTRA ROMANCE.

Museums. I’m sure some of you groaned and were like UGH MUSEUMS WHY SNORE SNORE SNORE, but museums are flipping awesome you guys. Usually they don’t cost very much, and there are so many things to learn and explore and UGH I LOVE MUSEUMS. There is even a museum of sex, so like… there’s just so much to do in this world, you know?

Video arcade. Listen… getting a barrel of quarters and spending the day racing video game cars and playing ski-ball and buying plastic toys with ribbons of tickets is pretty much my idea of the best date on the planet. So. BOOM.

Hiking. I just got back from my first ever camping trip and everyone was like, “Oh boy, Kristin camping WON’T THAT BE SILLY,” but TURNS OUT I AM A REALLY GOOD CAMPER EVERYONE. We found trails that were in the area and went on some amazing hikes and like, a) it was challenging, b) it was gorgeous, and c) if I was on a date I would have totally made out in the woods and it would have been awesome.

L Word Marathon. Every time Jenny does something annoying drink (iced tea).

-Question submitted by Anonymous

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Dannielle Says: 

OMGGGGG. This is literally the most embarrassing thing on the planet earth and probably other planets also. 

I would LOVE to tell you to just talk to your dad, but I know for a fact that if I were in your shoes, I would be scared to death to do that. I would honestly probably just ignore it forever. I mean… knowing my relationship with my pops now, now that I’m older and more MATURE AND A GROWN UP *dusts off shoulder* I think I would be like ‘soooo this is awkward’ and my dad would be like ‘daughter, ya know, yah beezniss is yah beezniss’ and then we’d eventually talk about how he doesn’t understand the internet and he thought he was in his email the whole time… 

This might not be how it’ll go down with your dad, but I give you permission to pretend it never happened. The number of teenage boys who’s parents have walked in on them in the throws of passion with their own body parts is OVERWHELMING, and I can almost guarantee they never talk about it ever again bc MY GOD THAT’S AWKWARD. I realize this is a little different, your father disrespected you privacy, he knows your gay, he saw your girlf nakey. HOWEVER, I think you being gay is a totally separate thing and you should tackle that subject however you’d tackle it HAD HE NOT checked your email. Don’t leave your shit signed in anymore, change your passwords, move on with your life and talk to your dad about being gay because he’s your dad and you love him, not because he snooped. 

Kristin Says:

MOVE OUT IMMEDIATELY.

Just kidding… but holy jesus, yeah, that is the worst thing. Here’s the flip side to the embarrassing part, though: in a few months, neither of you will have this horrible thing fresh in your brains anymore, and you’ll be able to argue about regular daughter-dad things like your curfew and which college you want to go to and who is going to do the dishes. I promise. The first item needs TIME.

The second issue here, that your pops disrespected your privacy, is a different story and needs attention. If you feel like you can’t talk to your dad face to face (especially in light of the recent naked-pix-trauma), then I suggest writing a letter. It is important that you let him know three things 1) That you are a grown person who needs privacy, 2) That you know sometimes it is hard to talk about these things, but he should always ask you questions and talk to you instead of snooping, and 3) That you are gay and you’d like to talk to him about how he feels about that, and how you feel about that, etc. Tell him he can write you back if it is easier, or just talk to you when he’s ready, and that there is no pressure for it to be RIGHT NOW.

At the end of the letter, draw a cartoon naked boobs along the lines of:

Love, Daughter

PS: ( . )( . )

…hahahahah you guys just kidding. Also, though, maybe it could be funny and break the ice? Maybe? No?

hahhaah personaly… who am i?

Dannielle Says: 

Did I tell you germs that my dad sent me a text while I was in Chicago that said “Go back to that novelty shop you took me to and get me those clown shoes” … bc that’s real life… my real life.. So, I had to go to this tiny store in boystown called ‘BEATNIX’ and buy my father clown shoes.

Why, you ask?? Because he wanted to wear them TO WORK and then he wanted to wear them ON THE GOLF COURSE and then? he wanted to wear them to STARBUCKS. So, he did. and he thought it was the funniest thing. During Christmas my dad mysteriously disappeared for about 15 minutes and came back to pass out presents WEARING CLOWN SHOES. This is my father, yall. It was the funniest thing. 

Honest to cheese, you guys, this was the best Christmas I’ve ever had in my entire life ever. I miss my family, I love my family, I love giving people stuff, I love traveling, I love Chicago, I love not wearing a jacket on Dec 26th (in SC), I love being with the people I care most about for extended amounts of time… I love a whole buncha shit, you know?

Kristin Says: 

Well, here we are, gaybeans. Here we are at the end of 2011, and what a year it has been, you know? Beyonce got pregnant, Rebecca Black sang a song about Fridays, I can now get married in my home state, and Google+ solidified its place as the stupidest thing on the planet.

Also, we visited thousands of your amazing heads all down the east coast, raised enough money to help us work on Everyone Is Gay full-time, and are planning a 2012 full of incredible, crazy and hilarious things, AND I AM SO EXCITED.

In all honesty, it has been an incredible year, and so much in part to you all and your support of us and all of our antics.  That all said, I wish to leave you with this piece of art to bring your 2012:

Happy, Happy New Year.