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

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

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  3. 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. 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. 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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