I'm suck a dick. I should be condoning the dissemination of satire whether one wrote it or not.
I'm so glad the geniuses in the threads above me right now posted a bunch of stuff they found that delivers the political Coup-de-Grau.
To the Bat-files, "R" is on deck...
No satire here...
Rachel Welch. My first crush. I remember being about ten(10) seeing that movie. I remember that moment, the first time I felt attraction. Turns out it was a girl. Go figure. I didn't question anything. I suspect for other ten(10) year males at that time they had the same funny feeling when James Bond took his shirt off. I happened to run into Rachel in my files, she was next.
There's nuttin I can't make political and turn around on you freak liberals so here we go...
I, a Mighty Conservative have buku rants about gay $h!t. F@gs in my life have hit on me and I just go "you know how you look at another man and have you a Giddyup moment? Shut up, I'm not done. I have that exact same feeling for girls. You don't sexually arouse me, no man can." Then it's usually some stupid $h!t like "how do you know if you don't try?" I had a f@g hittin on me take the bandana off his skull, tell me to blindfold myself and I wouldn't know. I took the bandana, stuffed it down the back of my pants and wiped my azz with it, he took it back and smelled it. That story gets worserer. Know how these days gays say crap like "if you, a man can't have sex/get aroused with/by some trans thing that means you are some kind of phobic?" Literally today I saw a youface by some trans, fu(k which way does it goes, he was a he but at first glance I couldn't tell, and dude said such. Sure, that's on a mutha fu(kin video, azzhole. But a thing the gay community doesn't talk about is pheromones. Sure, maybe, if you are drunk and have latent homosexual tendencies one might get close enough for a whiff and not balk. Thing about real men is that when we meet other real men and get along we say things like "wanna go fishing" or "wanna go get a pile of rocks, stand ten(10) yards away from each other, we'll throw ten(10) rocks at each other and the man that flinches the least and gets hit the least with rocks wins." Then it's just men looking for rocks. Men are like... "I've got this bear cornered by poking it with a stick" and other men show up. Where am I? In satire. This is working. Men are like... "go fast, go over this jump and see how many flips and twists you can do before you die. Men: "Okay." Later women come along, do half as many of anything and get hurt doing it while winning a medal. To which the obvious answer is to let XY chromosomes compete with XX chromosomes and take all the medals. "Fu(k you real weak azz women. If you'd been born with balls you wouldn't have lost."
I can take any mutha fu(kin political issue, start a thread about it and go OP until I run outta room in the post. Then I start a second post. You fu(kin liberals can't type a paragraph without contradicting yourselves. Sure, men and women are equal until it comes to the draft. Can you imagine a woman tearing across the desert to fight me hand to hand? I would have to constantly say "stop" with a firm voice. If that didn't work I'd have to hold her down until relief came. Don't worry, ladies, still plenty of men like me around. You don't have to go to war. For what it's worth I was done with The Mighty US of A Army basic training when I was still 17. I have a dog in this fight. I turned 62 on the 23rd. There is not a woman alive that can whup me in the octagon. But then, of course I've spent my entire life practicing fighting, I used to take my punching bag down in the living room so my children could have a swing. I was a fun Dad. Oh $h!t, that reminds me of an insult I thought of today I get to tell one of my kids when next I meet them...
"There's an apple that fell far from the tree."
My kid's will laugh. Yours will sue you for mis-speciesing them.