I think I gots yer sponsor lined up andygirl.
boom chacka wacka chacka boom boom boom
In Britain, wild homosexuals were hunted to extinction in the late 19th Century, leaving only isolated populations in captivity. Post war, a successful re-introduction program has released many captive bred specimens back to the wild and they can now be found all over the country. Originally, they lacked the diversity of the ancient, wild population, suffering from in-breeding within the small domesticated population. However, this has largely been resolved by importing top quality, wild US specimens. So now, we in the UK can proudly boast that our own British queers are as good as any in the world.
The stately homos of Old England, eh?
However, there were a few Victorian hobbyists who occupied themselves with the practice of stuffing and mounting homosexuals. Lucky for us, a few of these examples have survived the ravages of time; there’s a particularly glorious specimen on exhibit in the Natural History Museum of London.
Some might say better. 'Course, YMMV.
“Stuffing and mounting”?
We’re not discussing taxidermy…right?
:eek: :eek:
andygirl,
I’m not sure whether it’s what you were looking for, but I’m reliably informed that there are researchers out there that are performing observational studies of “Hot Young College Lesbians.” Sometimes these researchers distribute their study data on the internet in exchange for a small contribution to their research funds. (Oddly, most of the studies I’ve, um, run across deal with the mating habits of “Hot Young College Lesbians,” and not with other anthropological topics.)
Perhaps if you interested in becoming involved in one of these research studies, they would be able provide you a bit of an honorarium.
Now that I have straightened up and wiped the tears of laughter from my eyes, I have to ask:
Did you say anything to this presumptuous person, matt? Or were you content to simply slay him with a look? Not that you’re obligated to explain yourself to obnoxious passers-by, but it might be good for his soul to know what an ass he was being.
Like your obsession, BTW. Some very nice photos!
Now that I have straightened up and wiped the tears of laughter from my eyes, I have to ask:
Did you say anything to this presumptuous person, matt? Or were you content to simply slay him with a look? Not that you’re obligated to explain yourself to obnoxious passers-by, but it might be good for his soul to know what an ass he was being.
Like your obsession, BTW. Some very nice photos!
I can attest that andygirl qualifies for inclusion in “hot Young College Lesbian” studies, but I suspect that she’d go further as a researcher… You know, locating and “interviewing” prospective study candidates. After all, with her towering standards, we’d be assured that all resulting studies would be populated with properly “Hot Young College Lesbians”, ensuring the highest quality of academic output.
It’s probably more lucrative to her, as well, and may provide long-term employment in developing projects for Commercial Reseach Institutions…
Malheureusement, I was so astonished by his effrontery that he was gone before I could formulate a response.
Matt
Forgive me for saying this, but you impress me as a loving and tolerant person.
Well, thank you kindly. 
matt_mcl is also a self-admitted example of that subspecies of homosexual known as the flaminggeek.
Studies have shown that many homosexuals have advanced beyond the traditional tribal activities in the arts and are now involved in the more technical aspects of modern society.
This is being viewed with mixed reactions in the homosexual community. Some are concerned with what they see as the abandonment of traditional customs, while others see this as the next step in homosexual social evolution.
I understand in Banff National Park, Alberta, historians meet with a collection of gay elders, the Fey Council, to establish a Homo Heritage Foundation, an institute of sorts, where modern Homos can lisp as their ancestors once did.
Last year, I found a young homosexual in my back yard. He seemed to have lost his lisp, and gained a limp. We took him home and kept him in a nice warm box in the garage until he healed. We fed him a steady diet of storefront theater and salads.
The limp was easy enough to fix, but it took a long time until his lisp was better. Initially, we would take him out to the backyard and let him rage against the conservative christian OP ED pieces in the newspaper. Once he had gained his self-confidence, we let him listen to talk radio, and eventually, join in small groups of carefully chosen. It was a heartwarming moment when we took him to Boystown and released him.
We did tag him with a tongue piercing though, to keep track of him.
The free-range homosexual may be a little more expensive than the battery homosexual, but boy, are they tender and juicy!
Dammit, LurkMeister, I hope that this thread doesn’t break down into one of those interminable Homosexual Evolution against Homosexual Creationism debates.
Good Thread:
All I can think of is the image of a group of drag queens set free to roam the african plains to the strains of Born Free.
Brings a tear to the eye. . . .
::: unloads truckload of ABBA tapes for bait :::
Oh, but then you have a problem when he returns to his fellow homosexuals, and they can smell the Straight Scent on him. They may reject him!
matt, you should have said, with a straight face, “It’s not a zoo? But then why all the lions?” Just for confusion’s sake.