File this under: Rick Santorum’s answer to Brangelina (sorry, Duggars) has been found.

This is one of those gross things that I never saw coming, but should’ve seen coming, because it is a match made in wholesome boring Aryan heaven. Both Celebuzz and Clevver News say earth’s only direct connection to Jesus, Tim Tebow, and the American Anne of Green Gables, Taylor Swift, went out to dinner together on Monday night after meeting at a pre-Oscar party last week. I can try to use all of my brain’s energy to come up with a couple name for these two, but it’s easier and more fitting just to call them: UGH!!!!!

Celebuzz says that Taylor skipped up to Tim at WME’s pre-Oscar party on Sunday night and started talking to him for over an hour. Talking to Taylor for over an hour would make me Tebow right over a toilet, but he was obviously into that shit, because he took her out for dinner on Monday night. Clevver News says that Taylor and Tim skipped into Century City’s Toscanova restaurant and sat with a small group. Tim and Taylor didn’t leave together, but he walked her out like the true gentlemen that he is. GROSS!

You know, some bitches have been trying to tell me that Tim Teblowjob is as gay as the image of me ordering a pouf from Cb2 (or the image of me dancing to an Atomic Kitten song in the shower while soaping myself up with a turquoise puff full of strawberry-scented body wash), but he never made me fart out a rainbow until now. Dating Taylor Swift is to gaydars as the cast of Jersey Shore is to breathalyzers. Taylor can make a gaydar overload and explode. Nothing says “I LOVE TO GARGLE ON A PEEN HEAD” like “dating” Renee Zellweger-in-training Taylor Swift.