I cured my son of the Big Gay. The other day, he came home for Christmas with his new partner. I was excited to meet her (and maybe MEAT her after my son fell asleep hehe), but imagine my horror when it turned out to be another man.
I immediately started to protest, but my son said "Dad, this is who I am. Zander and I are in love."
Without missing a beat, I turned around and said, "You forgot to say no ♥♥♥♥."
But my boy simply scoffed at me and said, "Actually, dad, I AM a homosexual. That's right, your son is in love with another man." Then my son grabbed Zander's hand and looked at me defiantly.
For a second, I was utterly devastated. But then I thought to myself What would Trump do? So I stared straight at my son, penetrating his soul with my eyes (no ♥♥♥♥), and said, "But that's gay."

As soon as I uttered those fateful words, my son began to convulse. He dropped to floor in some sort of manic state, spit pouring from his mouth as his eyes rolled back into his head. Zander tried to help him, but I pushed that dainty little queer away with my heteronormative strength.
After a full minute, my son opened his eyes and said, "Dad, you cured me of my homosexuality." Then, with manly tears of joy in his eyes, he pointed to Zander and exclaimed, "Let's get that ♥♥♥♥!"
After we wiped Zander's blood off our hands and threw the little fairy into the cold, my son and I sat down with a beer and watched some football.
As we watched, my son turned to me and said, "Dad, I love you. No ♥♥♥♥."
"No ♥♥♥♥ indeed, son," I replied. "No ♥♥♥♥ indeed."

moron

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16-1 feelsbadman

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鳫襴鑿緲　　　　　　　　　　 　 　 奪寔f厦
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I have played Counter-Strike since 2004 started with 1.6 and CSS and I was extremely addicted. Going to school jiggle peeking in the hallways, I always quick switched with my pencils and erasers when taking tests. I remember back in elementary school I used to bhop during hopscotch because that was big in early CSS days before zblock was added. Once I go home I would play instantly and went straight to to bed without noticing I skipped dinner. I would use my imaginary awp and awp people on the swing set from the jungle jim during recess. Now, I am a global elite, top of my class. Every single day I pray to gaben, god bless him, to give me a good drop. Sometimes when I drive I see birds flying and turn away because of my cs instincts. I almost killed my mom and I. I am second to none, so if you see me in your game prepare for defeat you mother ♥♥♥♥er

Signed, now leave me alone please