I am really sick with putting up with all these goddamn whiny castratos I run into on a daily basis. They just don’t know how to think like normal people! And those obnoxious high-pitched little-boy voices have to go.
I fucking hate eunuchs. They just make no sense to me.
Wait a damn minute. Neutering males is the best thing to do. We can’t have them jumping over or digging under fences simply because some chick next door is in heat.
What if they get hit by a car when they cross the street to “get some?”
Do the guy a favor and neuter him today. Really, he’ll never miss “the boys.”
Now Drain, each of us is unique. We all possess special qualities which make us different, even Castro. I say we cut to the chase and proudly display those things which make us unique! Let the whole world see! I wear mine on a necklace, but a keychain is nice. If they’re particularly fuzzy, sling 'em over the rearview mirror.
The overwhelming majority of people have more than the average (mean) number of legs. – E. Grebenik
Doesn’t that translate to “followers of Castro”? I was not going to be a grammer maven, but “castratos” in this sense should be capitalized. You also misspelled “unique”.