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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Closet Case? Naw, Couldn't Be

We've no idea how sensitive our gaydar is, 'cause we don't actually give a shit, & therefore don't wander about w/ the antenna deployed & searching, but between the dick-duster mustache & the comb-over in a color not-occurring-in-nature, you don't need a Ph.D. in Closetology to have figured Dr. Rekers as, at best, a cracker evangelist. (You gotta wonder about most of those guys, w/ their nice suits & the make-up & hair-dos & all.)
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1 comment:

  1. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®©11 May, 2010 18:21

    Sometimes, ya just gotta get your suitcase through security.

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