Homos homos everywhere!
Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2022 6:59 pm
What the fuck is going on? For the past year, every person I meet is a homosexual.
You know how you end up meeting people by chance when you are out and about, or at least interacting with them - especially if you have a dog with you.
Well 9/10 people I end up having interactions with are flaming homos. What happened to all the normal people? I don't want to have daily interactions with fucking homosexuals.
Here are just 2 examples:
I spend alot of time in the woods with a friend's husky. We chase squirrels and crows and play in the mud. The other day the husky starts playing with some guy's french bulldog so we end up chatting. I told him this dog always tries to mount other males and he's not so interested in lady dogs. To which this faggot says "Oh there's nothing wrong with that darling, I'm the same".
Then there's this other cute dog we keep running into and the faggot who owns it insists on working the words "my husband" into every sentence that comes out of his mouth. "Have we met before or was MY HUSBAND walking Otto when the dogs met last time? "
"MY HUSBAND and I take turns to walk Otto"
"See you soon - or maybe its MY HUSBAND you'll see if MY HUSBAND is walking him"
Yeah ok faggots, get the fuck away from me.
You know how you end up meeting people by chance when you are out and about, or at least interacting with them - especially if you have a dog with you.
Well 9/10 people I end up having interactions with are flaming homos. What happened to all the normal people? I don't want to have daily interactions with fucking homosexuals.
Here are just 2 examples:
I spend alot of time in the woods with a friend's husky. We chase squirrels and crows and play in the mud. The other day the husky starts playing with some guy's french bulldog so we end up chatting. I told him this dog always tries to mount other males and he's not so interested in lady dogs. To which this faggot says "Oh there's nothing wrong with that darling, I'm the same".
Then there's this other cute dog we keep running into and the faggot who owns it insists on working the words "my husband" into every sentence that comes out of his mouth. "Have we met before or was MY HUSBAND walking Otto when the dogs met last time? "
"MY HUSBAND and I take turns to walk Otto"
"See you soon - or maybe its MY HUSBAND you'll see if MY HUSBAND is walking him"
Yeah ok faggots, get the fuck away from me.