Now I Know What Homophobes Really Want

Whenever I have a confrontation or a fight with reichwinger homophobes, and their acolytes in the rightwingnut blogosphere, I always get this horrible creepy feeling.

That they don't just want to KILL ME .They want to ....um.....how can I put it delicately?

They want to orally STIMULATE me as well.

I told Sébastien about this to try to get some sympathy and/or make him jealous. It didn't work. He just laughed....and grounded me. With a karate chop.

But look who's laughing now.

The authors investigated the role of homosexual arousal in exclusively heterosexual men who admitted negative affect toward homosexual individuals.Only the homophobic men showed an increase in penile erection to male homosexual stimuli.....Homophobia is apparently associated with homosexual arousal that the homophobic individual is either unaware of or denies.

Wow. Awesome.The Grand Theory of Homophobia REVEALED at last.

Jebesus in a tortilla. It ALL makes sense now.

The Toe Tapper, The Blogging Whories, Free Duminion, the Flaming Nazis, the Pope and the Pedophile Church, the preacher and the prostitute.

What am I going to DO ? I've always enjoyed tangling with these homophobes. Getting in close and in their faces. But now.... er .... I think I'd rather NOT.

*Shudder*

Hmmm....this calls for DESPERATE measures....and a change of strategy.

Maybe instead of beating them up....or humiliating them ....over and over again. Which can get boring. Because it's soooo fucking easy.

Maybe I can cause them even MORE pain by waving my massive member at them like a flag pole ....blowing them a loud fart-like kiss .... and then DISAPPEARING. * Poof.*

Leaving them rolling in the dust, clutching their blue balls and wizened cocks....and screaming Sieg Fuck Me !!! Sieg Fuck Me !!! PLEASE ?????

Yes. That WOULD be exciting. Ugly but different.

Aren't homophobes PATHETIC?

Kill you. Beat you. I mean BLOW you.

Muahahahaha.

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P.S. On second thoughts.....maybe I'm being too hard on homophobe love. All that hate...all that twisted passion.... all those BLUE balls. It almost breaks my heart.

And of course, a mouth IS a mouth.

So I'd like to dedicate this song to all the homo hater/lovers out there....




Heck. I figure that one should get those homophobe wankers so wild with hate/love gay manly man/ beast desire.

They'll be trying to beat and blow THEMSELVES...at the same time. Sieg Whack. Ouch. Sieg Suck.

BITE.

Wouldn't that be a lovely sight?

My Valentine and the Simple Song of Love

I know that Valentine's Day is an over commercialized and often tacky celebration.

I realize that not everyone has a Valentine...or even wants one.

And that you don't have to look very far to find plenty of reasons to hate Cupid's Big Day.

Especially this one...

All the displays of perfect, flippy-haired coupledom only serve to turbo-charge the sneaking suspicion that everyone else is far more in love and having heaps more sex than you are.

I also recognize that love takes many forms.

Just like Valentine cards can be happy or sad. Or funny

And that if I had to choose a card out of that collection.

I'm afraid I would probably have to choose this one to give to mine.











But in a world full of violence and hate, a day that celebrates love can't be all that bad.

So to those who are alone and like it that way...happy love yourself day. And don't eat TOO much chocolate.

To those who are playing the field...may your many loves light up your life like the stars in the sky. And don't forget to play safe.

To those who are looking for their Valentine...good luck and don't ever give up. Thanks to the internet it has never been easier to find a companion. And if your heart is open to the possibility of love, you WILL find him or her.













But as for me...I've found mine. I love and admire him more every year. For his toughness, and his gentleness, his courage and his idealism. And of course his beauty... and his funny Frenchyness.

I couldn't IMAGINE life without him.

And I know he loves me.... for some mysterious reason....just as much as I love him. Because he's proved it so many times.

Some of my gay friends sometimes make fun of me for being so lovestruck after all these years. But I don't care.

Because today I get to say...... Happy Valentine's Day Sébastien mon amour!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And how lucky I am.

Oh yeah.... love is what you make of it. But you know it doesn't have to be an opera or a great symphony.

Sometimes like a hug and a kiss.

A sweet, and simple song is more than good enough...



Happy Love Day everyone!!!