We marched.
A vast rainbow coalition of all faiths, creeds, colors and national origins marched in support of our rights.
We marched for the right to be able to hang nooses from trees whenever we wanted and wherever we wanted without fear of persecution and prosecution.
In my dream we were united as one. United in our belief and love of Free Speech.
And, of course, auto-erotic asphyxiation.
Watching The Defectives 
November 21, 2007 at 7:43 am |
[Insert tasteless Bob Crane joke here]
November 21, 2007 at 1:56 pm |
Sarcastro,
You ARE Hogan’s Hero
November 21, 2007 at 5:28 pm |
I’ll see your Bob Crane and raise you a Michael Hutchence.
November 23, 2007 at 8:33 am |
What a lovely sentiment, I’m all choked up…
November 23, 2007 at 11:55 am |
smother****er