I just. Don’t. Get it.

OK, I get it that militantly pro-homosexuals find the smell of flatulence to be a huge turn-on. I get it.

I get it that militantly pro-homosexuals choose to ignore the obviousness  of human physiology. I get it.

I get it that Comrade Barry made a big deal out of the openly homosexual pro basketballer Jason Collins being one of his honored guests at the recent State of the Union Address to the nation. I get it.

I get it that Moochelle and Crazy Uncle Joe Biden tweeted their approval of Mizzou’s Michael Sam’s recent announcement that he is an “openly, proud gay man.” I get it.

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Here’s what I don’t get …

Why in the world to militantly pro-homosexuals insist on making their very, very private sexual escapades so very, very public? I just don’t get it.

I can’t come to any other conclusion that these people are quite simply the most hedonistic and narcissistic deviants on the planet.

That I get.