None of these soft-headed weirdos have been the same the naked boys-only swimming with William F. Buckley ended. Now they're just fatuous boot-licking creeps without any joy of naked time with their idiot king. If the whole lot of 'em mushed together could flicker a half-watt bulb, they'd probably be mortified at their state, but as they are now, they just wallow in their flaccid ignorance and shabby bigotry. Sad. Thanks, Buckley.
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