Brad Was Coy About His New Gig As KTLAs Mid-day Weatherman. True, It Was Somewhat Edgy. He Was The First

Brad was coy about his new gig as KTLA’s mid-day weatherman. True, it was somewhat edgy. He was the first new hire in decades without big boobs and a chihuahua but Brad drew the line at trailblazing. Los Angeles had seen this before. It just finally presented the weather.

The package deal Brad fronted arguably presented itself. It also got the badly needed UPS weather segment sponsorship as well as an in with the makers of Viagra and the Bowflex.

The producers at KTLA were most pumped up at the prospect of a POV cam for live weather reports from Coachella, Stage Coach and White Party. They did tho express concern for those Brad would be ‘interviewing’ given the inexplicable increase in risk for third arm induced black eye.

Brad was largely unfazed by all of it as he was already going to be at the festivals, and the new job simply meant he was getting paid as a host in addition to being a gogo dancer. He also had years of maneuvering experience under his belt which quelched much of the producers initial worry regarding the size of his whoo-ha.

That’s not to say the new gig didn’t throw Brad a few curve balls. For one, he was surprised to learn the local forecast got super gimmicky because there was essentially no weather to report in Southern California. He also had no idea ‘quelched’ and ‘whoo-ha’’ weren’t words.

What really threw Brad for a loop was the use of quotes with the word ‘interviewing’ by his new co-workers. The practice also confounded his boyfriend Chris. Interviewing was a real word!

Becky predicted a short-lived modeling career for Brad and Chris' neighbor, Luke.

It’s my fashion face. Why?

Is it weird?

Please tell me if it’s weird.

Chris didn’t understand the phrase ‘getting in your own way.’

What the hell was that supposed to mean? How can one get in the way of where they haven’t been yet? It just didn’t make sense.

Two minutes later after a 54 year old man flashed him a $100 for a lap dance, Chris suddenly wondered if the phrase was meant to say he was fat.

Oh god. Was he?

Chris quickly counted his abs. All 12 were there. Whew! That was a close call.

Chris thought to himself out loud while shaking his bon bons in the face of the flasher. “You know what’s in the way? That stupid phrase. That’s what.”

With that, the 54 year old mentioned to Chris he hadn’t said anything yet.

Chris retorted, “200. Follow me.”

And off the 54 year old went ten minutes later.

Just The Fashion Tip: Pride Edition.

Flame to put out.

Brad and Chris were more than Pumped to do a pool scene for their pal Lisa in West Hollywood. They shot it for her little dog too.

They also needed to replace the framed photo of them in full coverage speedos on the side table in the living room. It was nearly summer in L.A.!

Brad and Chris were SOOOOOO ready for the Def Leopard concert.

BTW’s. They will each take two lumps.

Thank you for asking. Thats super of you.

Cute leopard-print trunks!