Ever since Tara and I saw the Hannah Montana movie in the theatre -- yes, we did --I've been waiting for it to show up on DVD so I could chronicle the extreme gayness of Hannah's cowboy-twink of a boyfriend.
During the movie, I counted a baker's dozen points of gayness (as Tara will attest). Going through it on DVD, I could only screencap ten of them (sometimes, the je ne sais quoi of a cute boy swiveling his neck can't be captured in one image).
The point, as ever, is that the line between wholesome, red-state-baiting family entertainment and barely-restrained homosexual bliss is a fine one indeed. Remember that, Maine. [And we kind of already knew that, am I right, guys?]
Plus, now I can say that I watched The Hannah Montana Movie (um...twice) as research for a post.
So here they are, ten shots of one fabulous love interest (and one shot of an out-and-proud barn). Enjoy!