06-01-2005, 03:07 AM
I never did understand the concept of "rape."
Methink's Ol Doc is stupid or something. But I just don't get it. My mind fails to grasp the reasons in the act. I can not comprehend how or why somebody would want to do that to another human being. For somebody that has been repeatedly accused of being the Antichrist, I am awfully dumb on these evil issues. :( :huh:
I don't even begin to understand how it would be sexually gratifying... I just don't get it. And I am not sure I want to get it. Thinking about it makes me want to reach for the pistol sitting in the drawer under my mousepad... I dunno what I would do with it... But something about the idea just makes me want to shoot something. Or somebody. Or maybe just bury them up to their neck in the clay and leave them for the fire ants. Let's see how they would like something invading their orifices...
I don't like this subject. Not at all. Rapists are not even worth the dime and the nickle worth of lead it takes to send them to meet God.
Gotta go. I should cool off before I type something truly inflamatory.
Methink's Ol Doc is stupid or something. But I just don't get it. My mind fails to grasp the reasons in the act. I can not comprehend how or why somebody would want to do that to another human being. For somebody that has been repeatedly accused of being the Antichrist, I am awfully dumb on these evil issues. :( :huh:
I don't even begin to understand how it would be sexually gratifying... I just don't get it. And I am not sure I want to get it. Thinking about it makes me want to reach for the pistol sitting in the drawer under my mousepad... I dunno what I would do with it... But something about the idea just makes me want to shoot something. Or somebody. Or maybe just bury them up to their neck in the clay and leave them for the fire ants. Let's see how they would like something invading their orifices...
I don't like this subject. Not at all. Rapists are not even worth the dime and the nickle worth of lead it takes to send them to meet God.
Gotta go. I should cool off before I type something truly inflamatory.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."