Vitriol Espresso "I come in peace. I didn't bring artillery. But I'm pleading with you, with tears in my eyes: If you fuck with me, I'll kill you all." General James Mattis

Since I still have family living out in wackyland I've had a bit of immersion into this gay marriage problem in California. Where the majority of citizens believe that gay marriage is a bad thing. That's wierd in itself. Who knew the most insane rainbow glittered state in the country would be so conservative? Nowadays if you're a conservative AND religious you might as well walk around with a big target on your chest. As a matter of fact, I think I might open a cafepress type of deal with one of these on the menu:



What do you think? You could put anything in the descriptor spot and a gay will spit on it. And even if you're white you could put the 'black' descriptor in there. Why? Because gays don't care about color, they only care about sex. Apparently. Don't anybody get offended now. The truth of the matter is that the liberal left in California can't stand the thought of losing anything. Even homosexual's right to blaspheme openly and laugh at anybody who doesn't like it.

Without trying to get myself shot or spit on or worse, I'll say my own viewpoint on gay marriage. Personally, I think homosexuals are much too happy. Seriously, way too gay. They're glittery and happy and bouncy and they fart rainbows. It's true. Watch a gay man poot. It'll come out in a beautiful technicolor cloud that smells vaguely of Bounce fabric softener. Anyway, I say we allow them to get married. So they can be as miserable as everyone else and learn how to rip off a good dutch oven for the significant other. Then maybe they won't be so damn happy all the freaking time. Though you have to wonder. Why would they want to get married in the first place when most people only do domestic unions anyway? The norm isn't getting married in a church, guys. The norm is shacking up and taking a trip to town hall.