And you’ve made it clear that you can’t even begin to respond to anything I said. Just go off and lick your wounds, douche. You know shit about how any kind of actual political change actually happens, and you’re still viewing this all through your lens of motivated reasoning to try to find excuses to deny LGBT people equality. Since you can’t make a point to save your life, why not try to salvage whatever remains of your dignity and slink the fuck away? I’m embarrassed for you.
Ya know, I’m a little bored, so I don’t think so. I think you need an outlet for the meth and Monster. Or is it bath salts?!! It’s bath salts, isn’t it? The way I look at it, as long as you spew your oh-I’m-a-tough-guy bullshit on the internet the people and small animals around you are safe. It’s my own form of healthcare, MagellanCare. And it’s free!
I love the fact that you ignore what I just wrote. You whine about me having an opinion about whether the picture will be used, but then you do the same thing, with more vehemence and even add some mind-reading of swaths of people you’re never met. And all you do is stomp your hoof and cry, “How dare you say the picture will be used. Especially when I claim it will not be used. Whaaah.”
Now come clean, is this schtick some kind of performance art? Come on, you can tell me. ::nudge, nudge:: Because it is at the point where its so ridiculous that it’s getting kind of funny. If not, well, sad seems to be the other option. Very sad. 
And I’d hate to laugh at someone with mental challenges.
You showed me!
Maybe. But I didn’t do it for you. I did it for the people around you. And the small animals.
But I am glad to see you’ve calmed down. The scotch and the calming music…nice, huh? Leave the Monster and meth for the kids too young to know any better. 