Imagine a picture of them screwing. Good, because I didn't and now you're feeling kind of faggy for thinking of that. Imagine wishing to feel like this more often and more intensely. This is the feeling @Randa ll gets staring at the asses of small boys at the playground or when @Quotient goes purse shopping.
It has nothing to do with principle or moral clauses when I say these two sausage swooners are polluting the environment with their lives. When they poo they give toilet bowls AIDS and then poison control has to destroy the bathrooms but while they are doing that Randall fondles their sons and Quotient imagines the men wearing leather pants with the ass and crotch part removed. I know those sort of pants have a name but I don't care enough to look this up. Actually, a careful reader would be able to point out several flaws in the logic of some of the content, and that is fine.
But those two dick draculas are gay, a redundant statement since it was mentioned twice. Kind of like saying "those faggots are gay", "that pizza is good", or "that rapbattles open mic was wimpy and it sucked". Thing is, they hear those enough as it is (but they eat vegan pizza so they can maintain their ability to wear feminine clothes) and have taken it as compliments.
When one calls Randall a boy fucker, he takes that as a compliment of the highest order and sucks the peel off of a banana that lay across the room.
When one calls Quotient a frilly little bitch, he shakes your hand. But by shakes I mean suck and by hand I mean the penis and by your I mean several males simultaneously.
Why did I make this thread? I did so to serve two purposes: because I was bored and because I felt like calling those two fruit havens queers.
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It has been brought to my attention that Randall now goes by Craig. Clearly he names himself after his lovers.
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