Andrew Sullivan delenda est
In a somewhat rambling email that I sent this morning to an evangelical Christian lady friend of mine, I comment:
“I’ve decided to make it my life’s mission (or at least a project for the rest of the summer, since I’m still only partially employed) to somehow increase ‘frot awareness’ while also opening a can of boiling-hot acidic pain on the above-mentioned Gay Establishment.”
Y’all will have to just read the damn thing to find out WHY the Gay Establishment badly needs an ass-kicking (and I must admit that I haven’t yet totally figured out a plan for accomplishing this).
But suffice to say that Mr. Andrew Sullivan is right near the top of my list of pooftahs who are just begging for a long swirlicious head-dunk in the toilet, followed by stuffing him into a locker and taking his lunch money.