Monday, November 17, 2008

Love Isn't Just Wonderful, It's Festive!

What is up, people?! I am back after a long ass day and all I can say is here we go again. Driving to Denver is going to be a bitch and a half for the next few days. But times are tough and work is work. Gotta do what cha gotta do and all. So, how’s by you? You doing good? That’s nice to hear!

So last week I ranted about the passing of Proposition 8 in California. Now I am hella pissed at gays right now for blaming Blacks and Latinos (And to a lesser extent the five Asians that vote) for its passing. First off, Black people are dumb. Seriously, have you SEEN “Chance Of Love?” THEM NIGGAS VOTED! Did you expect them niggas to vote FOR GAY MARRIAGE?! As for Latinos…yeah. Aside from Rebelde and Zorro I am indifferent. Yet most Latinos are Catholic which means it is okay to fuck a boy in the ass, you just can’t marry him when he is legal. Oh, I SO FUCKING WENT THERE! COME GET SOME!

Anyway, I missed Countdown with Keith Olbermann last week because…well, he is a pundit and unless you are Rachel Maddow or Mudkip (MUDKIP LIEKS YOU!) I really don’t like you. However, he kind of summed up what I said last week without the threats to the Mormon Church (of Fuckwitery) or constant f-bombs. FART YOU, FARTER! Anyway:

You know, I am not all anger and puppy punting. I mean, I am A LOT of anger and puppy punting but that isn’t all I’m about. In the end, I am all for people being happy. Especially if it means 1) more chances to sing “It’s Raining Men” at karaoke and 2) pissing off the Christians. This does both because if there is one song that will be sung at a wedding of two men, it is The Weather Girls:

Lesbians will have kick ass weddings as long as there is no Ani DiFranco. “31 Flavors was like 10 years ago, if not more. Everything else has sucked and you know it. In the end, gays can love and should be allowed to be married just like two straight people that hate each other can be. That is all about that for the time being. I am going to post a repeat either tonight or tomorrow because my earlier work is a lot funnier when I read it for a second time. It’s odd, I rarely read over my blogs for humor or content. I just look for spelling errors so I have to read them a second time to read what I actually wrote. Usually, I am offended. Well, it will be up in a bit. Until then, peace out.

Chachi Out