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Leslie Jordan Has a Memoir Out

Yeah … you know who I’m talking about: He played Beverly Leslie, Karen’s 4-foot-11 nemesis on Will & Grace. He’s just published a memoir, called My Trip Down the Pink Carpet. In it, the self-proclaimed “gayest man in the world” talks about his experiences in Hollywood.

“Dean Cain was stunning, and the sight of him strutting about in his Superman outfit was truly magnificent,” Jordan gushes, recalling his cameo on “Lois and Clark.” “I showed up on the set determined not to ‘­peter-gaze,’ or at least not to get caught at it.”

He became obsessed with Billy Bob Thornton while filming “Hearts Afire” after co-star John Ritter hinted to him about the size of Thornton’s manhood.

Ritter explained that he’d gone surfing with Thornton and later hit the showers. Ritter told Jordan the sight of Thornton’s “rope” would cause him to “fall in love.”

Jordan laments that he never got the chance: “There are probably a lot of things I’ll go a lifetime without seeing – the Mona Lisa, the Taj Mahal, the pyramids. And I’ll probably never see Billy Bob’s wiener, either.”

Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

Maybe now we can all understand what Angelina Jolie was doing with Billy Bob.

About a year ago, I had the opportunity to hear Leslie speak at an event in LA, and I have to tell you that I have never laughed so hard in my whole life. My stomach hurt afterward. I, for one, am going to get this book ASAP.

5 CommentsLeave a comment

  • But I thought size didn’t matter to women…or at least that is what they say to me in between giggles.

  • I dismiss. The last thing we ‘mos need is another giggly-silly queen reinforcing last-era stereotypes in Hollywood. That is, if you’re out and not “this” kinda gay (or an under 21 plastic pretty boy), you have no place here.

  • Donkey,except for pencil situations,which may be a bit out of the ordinary
    as far as my experience goes
    it really doesn’t
    except for the area in the brain which is center for drive and response

  • Yes, yes, size doesn’t matter, but somehow I’m now even more attracted to Billy Bob than I was a few minutes ago.