by Doug Giles
I’m not gay. I get called gay all the time by Leftists who seek to disparage me when they’ve run out of their specious, illogical arguments and the full weight of common sense lands on their fetid heads and they have no other recourse but to go ad hominem on me and say, “he must be gay.” Which, like I said, I take they equate with a cut down; which is weird because, supposedly, they’re the homosexual’s champion.
For what it’s worth, the only gay thing about me is, and I must confess, I did tear up a bit during American Idol when Rion Paige sang Blown Away. But that’s the extent of it. Well, not really. For full disclosure, I felt exceedingly gay, in the classic sense of the word, when I shot a brown bear that squared ten-feet, in Prince William Sound, back in 2010, with my Mauser ’98 chambered for the vicious .375H&H Magnum. Boom. (Here’s the video if you’d like to check it out.)
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