Sexytime!

The dream is dead. Local man candy Jason Cichonski lost in the Elite 8 of the Hottest Chef competition by the skinniest of margins, 2369 to 2309 to some dude in New Orleans. What we will miss the most, besides the homophobic and ethnically charged comments during each local round, was your enthusiasm, Philadelphia. While everyone bitched about hard-hitting journalism in the comments section, we had our largest numbers (exponentially so) during the run of the tournament. Which proves what we always knew to be true: Being hot is important, long after high school is over. [~EN~]