DOMA!!!

I was only 20 when DOMA was struck down. Like most young people I thought it was just another strike against bigotry and a further step towards marginalising the horrible people who still thought black people being allowed to interact in polite society was wrong.

It turns out I was.

It became uncomfortable when Obama was inaugurated for his third term. The fact that he turned towards Joe Biden and passionately kissed him for three minutes was a shock. It finally became obvious to even the staunchest Democrat that there actually was a homosexual agenda. It wasn't long before we were being called to our local FEMA centers to recieve our' free health care' and our 'Obamaphones'.

Some of us fought back.

The second civil war was a truly lackluster affair, how could we fight back? Sure we had the gun nuts and the devout, but what sort of force is that compared to what the homosexuals could field? We had guys on rascals, they had dykes on bikes. We had crazy mountain men in bunkers, they had shock troops clad in the best skintight kevlar-lycra bodyarmour money could buy. I know a lot has been said about that conflict, but from one who was there, it was horrible. I was on the feild when General Santorum finally got it in the arse. It was a horrible day for our country. We were taken prisoner and herded into camps, I can still feel the pain from having my social security number glitter-tattooed onto my forarm.

Despite being indoctrinated under heavy drugs to like our twice daily sodomy sessions, some of us did not break. Camp 46 revolted, and we finally had our freedom from our homosexual oppressors. We are spread out now, a small light fighting against what this nation, and this world, have become.

We scrape by from day to day on the overground. The homosexuals have retreated to the underground sprawl of their sodocities. The sky has become darker, smoke billowing from the exhaust stacks of their underground empire. Most people wonder what the smoke is, I was in camp 46. I know.

homosexuals are, in fact, an invading malign alien race. The smoke is the ashes of the millions of aborted fetuses they pump out weekly. They are terraforming, the ashes of aborted fetuses will bring this world closer to theirs. I don't think that humans are much longer for this world. As we hide amongst the ruins of humanity, huddling by our fires and slowly succumbing to the gay in the air, our only hope is a prayer to our saint.

We should have listened to Saint Scalia the Just.