I thought it would have been Hank
Bishadi said:
who and why you discounting what you like? If you like it, then be that it may; don't mean anyone else needs to know, pay or submit to your preferences.
What the hell are you on about now?
Fine. Whatever.
Let's get rid of wedding rings. Nobody else needs to know. And everyone should stop holding hands, or kissing, or hugging in public. Nobody else needs to know.
Pay? You're going to have to explain that one.
Submit? Okay, look, just because, I would claim, say,
String has the right to be gay? It
does not claim that
you must be gay.
but if that mint chip is all over your face, then you need to clean up because no one needs to know either way
It saves folks embarrassment in the long run to have a clue. Imagine if I omit you from dessert service because I erroneously believe you don't like what we're serving? Hell, I did that to my kid the other day by accident:
Emma: Daddy! I wanted some!
Tiassa: (cautiously) Um ... it had pepperoni on it.
Emma: I know. I wanted some.
Tiassa: (still confused) I'm sorry. I didn't know you like pepperoni.
Emma: I do.
Tiassa: When?
Emma: I had pepperoni last week at Mommy's.
Tiassa: I see. And you liked it?
Emma: Yes.
Tiassa: I'm sorry. I have another pizza in the freezer. Would you like me to make it?
Emma: Is there cheese pizza to make?
This can certainly be unsettling. And even more so when it's adults and, er ... um ... salami:
Woman: Can I buy you a drink?
Man: (looks startled)
Woman: (apologetic) I'm sorry. That probably wasn't appropriate. I know some men don't like forward women.
Man: (alarmed) No, no, no. I am sorry. Forward women are great. (sheepishly) It's just that I'd rather your friend over there buy me a drink.
Woman: (eyes widen; gestures over shoulder) Tom?
Man: Is that his name? I thought it would have been Hank, or maybe Max.
Woman: (embarrassed) Oh, God. I'm sorry. I—
Man: (smiles genuinely) No, really. It's all good. I mean, I'm not wearing a sign or anything, right? Come on, let me buy you a drink. I have a friend who would love those shoes. Where did you get them? They're adorable ....
I mean, it doesn't hurt to forestall those embarrassing moments. Unless, of course, one just has a specific problem with gay people and can't tolerate the idea that they exist in society.
but dont any raise children and teach them a lie based on self preference that is purely going against nature.
Like religion?
No, seriously, what lie that is purely going against nature are you referring to?
It's just an odd change of subject, is all.
bottom line of this subject is give the kids a chance first with reality, then over time, each can think and choose based on their life
On this we can agree.
now do you see where and why i get involved; it don't matter what each like (we can't choose their destiny), but no damaging the new lives, that came from the exact frame of hetero (even test tube) and screw up the next generation with the same confusion as is happening RIGHT NOW on this earth
I have no idea what you're talking about. Actually, to be specific, I might have a few guesses, but none of them are particularly complimentary.
that be truth you just "um ok'ing"
Actually, it just seemed rather extraneous to say, "What the fuck are you talking about?"
or would you all like to know what i call marriage (the best ritual to ruin a romance)
Woo-hoo.
How do you cure a nymphomaniac? Marry her.
Sorry. It was on the joke sheet that went around in ninth grade. I still find that funny, twenty-some years later. Probably because I don't know any heterosexual married men who are happy with their sex lives. Well, I might know one, but his take on sexual relations is even more screwy than Lori's, and his general outlook is exceptionally neurotic.