Thursday, September 14, 2006
This is bullshit. I especially love
Mr. Smith, who was married when he entered the Marine Corps in 2001, hopes to dispel a stereotype of the “promiscuous, night-going, street-dancing” gay man by telling his story and sharing the reaction that disclosure of his orientation elicited. That reaction was largely favorable.
It's great that freedom is on the march within our own armed forces. It's great to know that we have an anti-sex gay Republican gender police at the forefront of that struggle. It's great that self-hating faggots are attempting to assimilate on the backs of their more effeminate...brethren. You know, like the "night-goers." And it's really great that someday in the future the war machine might welcome cocksuckers with open arms. I really look forward to the day when Hadithas and Abu Ghraibs happen under morally callous, racist leadership that's just riddled with fags. Manly fags who never cry after massacring children. And what you really don't want is street-dancing after the bloodbath, believe me.
Mr. Smith, who was married when he entered the Marine Corps in 2001, hopes to dispel a stereotype of the “promiscuous, night-going, street-dancing” gay man by telling his story and sharing the reaction that disclosure of his orientation elicited. That reaction was largely favorable.
It's great that freedom is on the march within our own armed forces. It's great to know that we have an anti-sex gay Republican gender police at the forefront of that struggle. It's great that self-hating faggots are attempting to assimilate on the backs of their more effeminate...brethren. You know, like the "night-goers." And it's really great that someday in the future the war machine might welcome cocksuckers with open arms. I really look forward to the day when Hadithas and Abu Ghraibs happen under morally callous, racist leadership that's just riddled with fags. Manly fags who never cry after massacring children. And what you really don't want is street-dancing after the bloodbath, believe me.
