Lyndsea, Quinten and I hopped on the Sunset-bound No. 2 bus with the dually-related purpose of participating in a march against the recently passed voter initiative that effectively bans gay marriage in California (The gayest state of them all) and tramples on the thousands of recent dude-on-dude/broad-on-broad unions that have taken place over the last 18 months and burning a fucking straight bar to the ground.
So we boarded, and peeeaced!
We arrived to a scene of gays, straights, moms, sisters, dykes, femmes, dads and more gays...
One problem. these people were serious about conducting a peaceful, respectable march. They wanted to come out in numbers showing their detest for this hateful new proposition, and they wanted to obey the law the whole time. FUCK!! We were high on visions of over turning Altimas and burning fucking straight people clubs to the ground, these jokers were bent on expressing their First Amendment rights.
Quinten and I started to get a little nervous...
It turns out my friends are more interested in drinking the backpack full of beers and arrowhead bottles of Andre we brought than organizing to protest this evil new entity in California:Proposition 8. If you, however, would like to show your contempt for this scam perpetrated by right wing jesus zombies,you can click here and find out how to march downtown this weekend. car burning optional
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quinten is my favorite.
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