Subtitled: Bareback Afghans Gone Wild #37
Groundhogs and identity confusion. No, the two aren’t related. Oh I’m sure there’s some confused groundhogs out there, but not like these fellas. Seems that there’s some Afghani men who think physical relationships with other men are good and women are stinky yucky – shunning them socially and sexually.
Remember what I’ve said in the past about how some cultures are wired to fail? I could care less if a bunch of guys want to be gay and deny it. But when you treat women like second or third class citizens and start involving kids… I have some serious issues with their ideas.
The report also detailed a disturbing practice in which older “men of status” keep young boys on hand for sexual relationships. One of the country’s favorite sayings, the report said, is “women are for children, boys are for pleasure.”
I mean, what the HELL is WRONG with you people??? I mean, this is the “next best thing” to NAMBLA. Now there’s a group of fellas deserving of Hell.
Seriously, this is screwed up…
The U.S. army medic also told members of the research unit that she and her colleagues had to explain to a local man how to get his wife pregnant.
The report said: “When it was explained to him what was necessary, he reacted with disgust and asked, ‘How could one feel desire to be with a woman, who God has made unclean, when one could be with a man, who is clean? Surely this must be wrong.’”
Do ya THINK???
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Here’s a re-posting of a funny ad that had me laughing about as hard as I did for the “Polar Bears Falling Out of the Sky” commercial. Laughed so hard I shot kittens out my nose.
Nope. I’m definitely not linking “gay” to “sheep-diddling”. I do put child molesters in the same grouping but still below those who engage in carnal acts with sheep. If ever there was a no-doubt argument/need for a .45ACP solution to vermin, child predators are it.
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Groundhogs… now yes they do have some issues. But PETA would have you believe that the little bugger Punxsutawny Phil has more issues than the rest of us, namely that he is captive and essentially tortured for ten minutes out of one day of 365 days in a year. Probably he’s beaten hourly the other 364 days of the year, burned with cigarettes, and deprived of love and attention.
This is shocking stuff, I know… witness Enas Yorl’s response to the article… you can see that he very nearly dropped his knitting.
PETA’s solution is a robot groundhog.
Riiiiight.
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Which brings us… uh… where does it bring us? Hell if I can remember. I got up, took a break to go read with Cruel Wife before she went to sleep (she turns in before I do) and I plain fell asleep, clothes and all, leaving this post unfinished. Oopsie.
















Ya know, if all these screwed-up Afghanni and other Islamic men would just have a drink and go on a date every now and then, they’d be a lot more relaxed and easy-going.
Then again. Maybe not. Maybe they’re just inherently stupid….
Hi Lemur King! That was an adorable pic of the little one knitting, I need a nice warm scarf! Thanks for the shout out.
You can use the kitty pic I put on my post, of course, it goes very well with the goat loving nambla wanna-be’s. Another reason why we should just nuke em all!
I hope you have a nice weekend, I’m trying to make my headache go away, too much fun last nite!
For the headache… heat up a pot of water to 180F, add in the zest of an orange, some cinnamon stick, a bit of sugar, some cloves, a dash of allspice. Stir it well.
Now pour it over your foot.
I guarantee the headache will be a thing of the past.
I will add the kitty now. Thanks!
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Funny advice, you had me going there! I was thinking, damn, I don’t have any of that stuff in the house. Kitty looks great, no h/t required, but I thnak you, kind sir.
Well, I *suppose* you could breathe the fumes and let it open your sinuses up, see if that helps let some pressure off, then drink it for dehydration. But honestly I’m a veteran of so many morning-afters that in my experience there just isn’t a cure besides water, sleep, and time.
That kitty pic was so appropriate to the post I’m tickled to have run across it on your blog in such a timely fashion.
Hope you are feeling better by now!
Once a groudhog knitted me a pair of boots.Then told ME to go out side and see if I could see my shadow.