Homosexuality is strange to our world. It is an extinction level disease.
So that’s why you’re terrified of the fluff!
We are many individuals acting as one. Subatomic particles are comprised of independent waves. The rank and order of these waves determine the outcome and progress of the body as a whole. A sentient being is comprised of those waves drawn to a more perfect source. In the same manner, a person will seek out a more perfect state, preferably one that require fewer tasks. 
I’m suspicious of it. I wonder how long it has influenced us or our history. For example, did Jesus Christ know about it? Was he or Moses able to use it?
No it’s not. It’s everywhere in our world. It’s common - which is the opposite of strange.
Not really. Despite being common, it isn’t making us extinct. And you can’t catch teh ghey, so it’s not even a disease.
That you lumped it together with paedophilia betrays your real problem with homosexuality, I think.
Before I post this, I want to you to know that I am a heterosexual male. Very much so, I score that way on the Kinsey scale,; it’s how I live, and I have never even had so much as a homosexual dream.
However…
I’m also a biologist (B.S. Molecular Bio. Auburn U 1997) and looking at homosexuality as a disease shows a lack of understanding about the sexuality of, well, life. Science has observed homosexual behavior in many, many mammals, and quite a few avians (birds). I can show you evidence of gay chimpanzees, dogs, penquins, parrots, and dolphins.
But my point is that is not a disease. It’s an inborn anomaly, but one that usually works to pass on genes, at least among mammals. (I can’t speak to avians, I don’t know enough about birds).
Any way, homosexual genes may be passed on due to the “uncle effect”. Homosexual animals don’t produce children, and since their children don’t exist they don’t need to be fed; but those adults do hunt and gather and bring that food back to the children of their relatives. In effect, the children have three adults providing food for them and thus have an advantage over those who only have two. Three is better that two, and since the the gay sibling shares a great many genes with one of the parents (because he or she is a sibling), those genes pass on.
But that’s just one of the hypotheseis (plural sp?) behind it. Nobody using the scientific method thinks it’s an infectious disease. Washing your hands is not going to prevent you from being gay. The sexual anomaly is hardwired into mamalians (and avians, I think) because there actually is an evolutionary benefit to having a small segment of the population not breed.
I hope that makes sense, I’m a little drunk.
I’m familiar with their occurrence in nature, both pedophilia and homosexuality. My animals male and female hump at each other all the time, but it is mock sex showing dominance or submission. Pedophilia seems to occur in tribal communities with rogue males, but it is not sex, just a way of comfort. Humans carry it to the full act of penetration, which is illogical as it produces nothing. Genetically, the behavior or impulse can be passed on from one generation to the next, however, we’re talking human being, right? Some owl will copulate/ penetrate another predator they’ve killed in their territory as an expression of dominance. Wherefore by your remarks you’ve suggesting necrophilia is alright.
No we aren’t.
No they aren’t.
No they don’t.
No it isn’t.
No they won’t.
Nailing Jelly to a tree folks.
Yep. Screw it.
Don’t screw a dead owl, though. You can catch a disease from that. Remember: You’re not just screwing one dead owl, you are screwing everyone that has screwed that dead owl before.
And if you’re necro-raped by an owl… well I don’t have any advice. Maybe make sure your fluff isn’t raging, or something.
Eddies in the space-time wash…
You can always tell. Kinda a vacant expression, walking around asking, “Whooo?”
I’m afraid you’re right.
Perhaps we should secure our foodstuffs more carefully lest they become scavenged by the local storybook fauna.
And this is his sofa, is it?
FLUFF Enraged!
The owls around here all say “Whom?” - we live in an upmarket area.
Our owls shoot us, then take our wallets.
The kangaroos punch us in the face, then take our wallabies.
How roo’d!