QUOTE(MissFits @ Oct 2 2007, 09:14 AM)

Those things affect others, but someone being gay does not!
Have you ever seen two gay people walking down the street together?
Did you get AIDs because of that? Did God strike you down where you stood?
Obviously not, so why complain about something that doesn't matter?
I saw some buffed out d*kes holding hands, and the next day I got diabetes. I'd like to believe there is some connection there.
I watched an episode of Will and Grace, and the next day my girlfriend broke up with me. She says it's cause of my small penis, but I think it was because of the goddamn gay.
When I was little, I painted a picture of a rainbow. The next day, my father killed my mother with a hatchet. It wasn't until years later that I realized it was from the gay, not his drinking and the fact that he was off his pills. It was the gay...
I had a friend who wore a pink colored shirt as a joke. We still can't find all of his body. We did find a few chunks, but we're still not 100% what they are. They say it was a bear, we think it was the gay. It'll get ya every time.
As far as God striking you down, God is gay. Thats why he hasnt gassed all the gays yet. Maybe someday we can get him the rehabilitation he needs, but for now he's in heaven singing "It's Raining Men" in his neon green biking shorts and his pink bandanna tied to the front.
QUOTE(NoSex @ Oct 1 2007, 10:42 PM)

You're upset.
I truly do wish death on you. Think of it this way, maybe you'll get killed in some old menopausal bitch's house while someone holds a camera and blows snot all over the lens. That'd be your dream death.