Friday, August 03, 2012

Boycott Me

“I think we are inviting God’s judgment on our nation when we shake our fist at him and say, ‘We know better than you as to what constitutes a marriage... I pray God’s mercy on our generation that has such a prideful, arrogant attitude to think that we would have the audacity to try to redefine what marriage is all about.” ~ Dan Cathy

The recent announced boycott of Chick-Fil-A by homosexual activists for statements that it's COO made is, I think, a good idea. I think they should boycott everybody that makes statements that offends them.

So, I want to announce right here that I believe homosexuals are perverts.

 Boycott me.

When you see me coming, go back into your closet. Stop bragging about your chosen sexual proclivities in my presence. Don't make out with each other where I can see you. Don't hold hands in front of me.

Boycott me.

You men (and I use the term loosely), stop swaying your hips when you walk, straighten out your wrists, dress like a man, quit talking like a woman. Stop lisping.

Boycott me.

You women (again, I use the term loosely), grow your hair out. Dress, walk, and talk like women. Wear makeup, high heels, and carry purses like normal women.

Boycott me.

These and all other overt acts of degeneration and perversion in my presence make me want to vomit. So stop.

For my physical health and well being, boycott me.

All of you homosexuals: Stop trying to convince me that you are normal and that your perversion is natural. It's annoying, and you'll never going to convince me anyway.

Boycott me and my progeny.

And, most importantly, stop trying to teach my children and grandchildren that it's just another normal and acceptable lifestyle.

 Boycott me.  

Yes, please. for God's sake, please, boycott me!