I've railed more than a few times against bigotted idiot assumptions about sterotypes of the relationships that homos have with their parents. Maybe though since Spongedob and pals have such fun with hanging their idiot shit on us and trying to make our parents feel guilty to further alienate us and damage relationships, lets play this game in reverse:
Pandagon: 'Bush rarely speaks to father, family is split'
So bush is an emotional sissy who lashes out when criticized, has a history of abusing substances and partying, was a cheerleader in college, the pampered son of an over-doting mother who is now only talking to the mommy figures in his life and has long had a tense and distant relationship with his father, with whom he is practically no longer speaking. By everything that dobson and his ilk have told us, the kingpin retard should have grown up to be a big ole fag. Boys who are too close to their mothers become homos. Boys who have distant fathers become queer. Boys who aren't steered into macho sports become a little light in the loafers. So why shouldn't we believe that dear leader isn't some faggy-ass closet case just like so many other republican tools?
Because the idiots that promote that shit are idiots and assholes and my dad could have no more turned me into some paragon of heterosexuality by taking me hunting and forcing me to sign up for the football team than bush could have been made gay by his creepy dad favoring the fat asshole brother currently fucking up florida or by babs being delighted to have him as her little imperious, entitled, smart-ass clone sans pearls. You breeders can keep the fucker.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
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Sorry, dude, he is all yours. He was never one of us and we have our hands full with the idiots we do have. You get the idiots laws off the books trying to make us second hand citizens, you get us marriage equality, you get middle school kids to stop using 'gay' as synonymous with 'bad/stupid/retarded', you make it so I can go to my home town with my boyfriend and introduce him as such without having to brace myself for social scandal and verbal (potentially physical) battle... then we can renegotiate. Til then, we have our hands full and don't you straights trying to pawn off your borderline illiterate chimp that you people elected to represent us to the world (yeah, a few of our peeps voted for him too, but we regard them as fring idiots with their heads up their asses, while you folks gave the proven moronic asshole a majority of your votes).
And we really obviously don't really have quality control on our team or I wouldn't have had to spend several days fighting with homo jerks who vote republican and are mean to Richard Simmons.
And no, we can't give him to the bi-curious folks. Of all the adjectives ever used to describe that excuse of a man, 'curious' has never been one of them. And he seems confused enough without trying to sort out being attracted to both sexes. Maybe we could give him to the asexual folks. That would explain why Laura was grabbing on Prince Charles' ass when he visited.
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