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It would appear that I was right, a couple of weeks ago. The cause of the bad feeling that was hanging around came from close proximity to one of those 'all ills and trouble are God's judgement on the gays' people.
I'm not gay, but there are those I love who are.
So apparently he prays long and hard that I might see the error of my ways, so forcefully that he can't stand to be around me anymore.
Fun, eh?
I'm not gay, but there are those I love who are.
So apparently he prays long and hard that I might see the error of my ways, so forcefully that he can't stand to be around me anymore.
Fun, eh?