Filed under: Gay, Homophobia, Homosexuality, Iraq, Law, USA, Westboro Baptist Church
My favourite homophobes - the idiotic butt-fuckers from the Westboro Baptist Church in Kansas – were today ordered to pay damages of $AUD 11.7 million for protesting at a US soldier’s funeral.
In reporting the story, The Brisbane Times Online wrote that ”Church members said Lance Corporal Matthew Snyder’s death was God’s punishment of America for tolerating homosexuality. They attended his 2006 funeral in Maryland with signs saying ‘You’re going to hell’ and ‘God hates you’.”
Right! How entirely sensible.
If the Westboro mob really wanted to make a statement, they should have protested against George Bush and his evil intentions; rather than blaming the shirt-lifters and cock suckers for the ongoing atrocity in the Middle East.
As my dear old mum always told me - It is hard to say fighting words when you have a cock in your mouth.
Actually, I find this story delightfully funny, beacuse the seventy or so members of the Westboro Brokist Church will now be as poor as…err, church mice.
I go like the clappers in bed, but have noticed a weird behaviour now that I am unsingle. That is, I have a complete aversion and utter dislike public displays of affection.
Now it could be because of some deep-seated internalised homophobia, or more likely it is my unease at being demonstrative. I am not really a hugger. If your dog dies I am more likely to pat you on the head and say ‘there there,’ than I am to embrace you and wipe away your tears.
Actually, if your dog dies send me an email and I’ll send you a sympathy E-Card.
Two weeks ago I went out to have a drink with my neightbour. I was very single. I came home with a husband. What the fuck have I done? 
Don’t get me wrong, it is all good and I am very happy, but the change in my life in two short weeks is quite remarkable. After years of singledom and one night stands, I must now consider the needs of another.
Anyway, all good and a special hello to Damian if you are reading this.
Actually, Son you had better be reading this. Otherwise we will have words.
Filed under: Death Penalty, Gay, Homosexuality, Iran, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Shahira Law
Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad said in New York overnight; “In Iran we don’t have homosexuals like in your country. “In Iran we do not have this phenomenon. I don’t know who has told you that we have it.”
No, I suppose not. I guess these sixteen year old boys, executed for homosexual acts must have strung themselves up for fun.
Zach should win Big Brother as he is sweet and hilarious.
To save Zach sms “Zach” to 19927283.
If he wins it will be a victory for all the camp boys everywhere.
The Sydney Morning Herald online has reported that “risky gay sex is behind Australia’s sharp surge in HIV infections. The major survey of HIV rates found that 12,313 Australians were infected with the lifetime disease in the 13 years between 1993 and 2006.” Seventy per cent of those notifications being shirtlifters.
To that I say boys, we need to take better care of ourselves.
A dead poofter is no use to anyone and not much fun to play with.
After several years of complaining that public transport in Victoria is not fit for transporting the public let alone Jews to Austwich; I discovered on the weekend that it is good for one thing, and that one thing is picking up boys.
I have never recruited trade on the tram before, but I did and it was fun. And it may well go further. Said un-named tramboy is an ex-Brisbane skinhead who went to my high school, albeit a year or two behind me. He is tattoed, and our paths have crossed many times over the years.
I am slighty amazed that I met someone who I like and who happens to identify as a gay skinhead. I always knew they existed, but my experience of skinheads in Brisbane was one of violence and nutty right-wing politics.
And the good news? The potential to fuck like a porn star is there. Grrrr!
I don’t normally write about my life as, well it is pretty fucking boring and even I am not terribly interested in it. But something happened to me this week and I rediscovered my drive. Maybe it is because I have been watching too much porn, or maybe it is because I have realised that it has been six months since I fucked the one I truly love. But still I find the unending sadneess of being dumped by my little Tigger friend, unendingly sad. Wherever this increased horniness comes from, or whatever it was caused by, I don’t know and I don’t care. But what I do know is that I want to be lost in the rapture of love.
So if I want to fuck like a porn star and be fucked like a porn star I need to look like a porn star, which is a bit of a problem because, while I might fuck like a porn star, I don’t look like one.
Notes to self;
- Go out and find new husband,
- Improve body.
Mmmm…maybe I should go out this weekend, afterall I could always wear a girdle.
