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xansI am so sick of homosexuals trying to push everything onto us. And it really has just started to happen within oh say the past 20 years. You would NEVER see this happening before maybe the 80's. And another thing. In no way shape or form can you relate this to the black situation back in the 60's. Black people have no control over their skin color. Homosexuals have a lifestyle choice. It is their choice.
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Bull. Shit.
I don't know if it's PMS or not, but damn, things I've been reading lately seem to be setting me off. If it's not a book about the bloody Crusades pissing me off because of the stupid fucking Church and the arrogant bastards on the crusade... then it's idiotic homophobes railing against the 'gay agenda'. For them, I offer this icon:
Ignorant fucktards.
Remind me not to tell my parents when I'm sick. One tells me to go to the doctor. The other gets all nurse on me and asks lots of questions and suggests it might be half a dozen different ailments, and if this or that doesn't help it, to go see a doctor. I hate getting perscribed medicine for illnesses. At the very least, I'm going to need to get over this hate by the time I have kids of my own because I can't demand they tough it out like I do if they get sick. That would be unreasonable. And risky.
Anyway. Tonight's a good night for TV watching, yay. Scrubs + CSI (NY) + Numb3rs. And tomorrow is the body painting finals. None of the girls will be there offering support, though. They're all going to be at the Fitz cheering on Kate as she's in that body painting competition. Pah, I don't need their cheers anyway.
Fin.
link
Bull. Shit.
I don't know if it's PMS or not, but damn, things I've been reading lately seem to be setting me off. If it's not a book about the bloody Crusades pissing me off because of the stupid fucking Church and the arrogant bastards on the crusade... then it's idiotic homophobes railing against the 'gay agenda'. For them, I offer this icon:
Ignorant fucktards.
Remind me not to tell my parents when I'm sick. One tells me to go to the doctor. The other gets all nurse on me and asks lots of questions and suggests it might be half a dozen different ailments, and if this or that doesn't help it, to go see a doctor. I hate getting perscribed medicine for illnesses. At the very least, I'm going to need to get over this hate by the time I have kids of my own because I can't demand they tough it out like I do if they get sick. That would be unreasonable. And risky.
Anyway. Tonight's a good night for TV watching, yay. Scrubs + CSI (NY) + Numb3rs. And tomorrow is the body painting finals. None of the girls will be there offering support, though. They're all going to be at the Fitz cheering on Kate as she's in that body painting competition. Pah, I don't need their cheers anyway.
Fin.
