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Just Like Ralph

I am sick. A sickness that is not visible like smallpox, but no less dangerous and contagious, a sickness of the mind. You see, I am a homosexual. A person who demands an intimate relationship with members of my own sex. Boys beware!

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  1. LuminaDecember 13, 2009 at 12:38 AM

    Well, at least I'm safe in here. So true...you do "appear normal."

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  2. Doug RobertsonDecember 13, 2009 at 10:25 PM

    Appearances can be deceiving. "One never knows when the homosexual is about."

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  3. Diane J StandifordDecember 15, 2009 at 2:52 PM

    I KNEW it!!! I caught it from Aunt Vi!! Wow, she had soooo many people around her in her 102 years...that explains why there are more homos now. OH NO!! Somebody warn her nursing home to disinfect!!! She is about.

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  4. LuminaDecember 16, 2009 at 10:07 AM

    Omg, you mean it's contagious? Okay I do love this blog, so don't mind me when I arrive in my mask and hosital garb. "NOT that there's anything wrong with it." *Seinfeld line...ha*

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  5. Doug RobertsonDecember 16, 2009 at 6:08 PM

    Diane - I thought that was funny, the "being about" part. Don't know why it struck me that way, you just don't hear it so much anymore. Altho now there are more 'mos about than ever before, probably good idea to alert Vi's nursing staff.

    Yes, Lumina, better safe than sorry. :-)

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