Tiring of attempting to bolster my argument that some are wired that way and some may, through nurture, develop same sex lustings. So I just said "My Pop put a Pipe Master pink softie dildo in my crib, and look how I turned out."

Mmmmm the delicious snap calm of a stunned quiet room. I am now granted the honor of working unfettered by droll conversation. Freak bastard signing off.