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Simpson Weaver made his wedding invitation out of paper airplanes and threw them at people for a week at DelFango Music Hall, the OctoBar and Saturday morning at Hangover Kickball.
Simpson was marrying a guy he had only met through a five question quiz for a reality show none of us had ever heard of.
Simpson had never dated. We only knew he was gay because no straight guy would bring homemade cobalt blue Cheez Whiz to a party.
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