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I Swear, We Were Talking About The Gays
I Swear, We Were Talking About The Gays
- Not that I didn't like my old neighborhood in Montreal.
- Where did you live?
- In the village. Don't get me wrong, I like the gays. It's the bums and prostitutes that annoyed me. Oh, and the Gay Pride parade.
- I thought you said you like the gays.
- I do! But the Gay Pride parade attracts tourists, and where there are tourists, there are bums.
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- You do realize that if CSIS didn't flag me yet, this conversation probably got me on the grid?
- Because of the gays?
- Not the gays, jerkface, but the terrorists and bombs they apparently attract. Thanks a lot by the way.
2 tea cups:
I thought of you yesterday. It was like you were walking right next to me. I could feel the happiness when friends share and I could also sense all the anxieties of uncertainity of life when there is no need to share. It was a sunny afternoon and I was taking a walk among the trees. I said a prayer for you.
than you, friend.
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