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Tater tots resemble testicles–at least for those who lack the wholesomeness of mind posessed by good Christian patriots like me. Therefore, the consumption of tater tots is the gateway to fellatio, which leads to teenage pregnancy, which leads in turn to the election of Negroes to high public office. I don’t want my children’s children breaking rocks on Parchman Farm, which will surely be part of “President” Obama’s revenge on Teh Whitey. Therefore on Slog Happy night, I’ll be packing my bags for my big move to a land where good Christians can truly be free from the spectre of godless Muslimism–namely, Uzbekistan.
Enjoy your “corn dogs,” heathen liberal cocksuckers!
As a Lesbian separatist, I am deeply troubled by the Wildroses’ willingness to host your slog party – a party overwhelmingly controlled by men – in a womyn’s space.
I hear you, Raven Dreamcatcher!
@2: Convince the staff not to serve us, then.
@2…Are there really that many more men than women at Slog Happy? We may not be the most lady-like ladies, but I feel like we represent to the point of outnumbering the guys most of the time.
@5 – no, I think it’s pretty evenly balanced. We’re just louder.