I gotta be in my bonnet western Ohio, you know what I've had it up to here with?

Sneaky Gays Gone are the days of Oscar Wilde, Liberace, homosexual

so flaming they could be seen from space.

By now a day, sneaky gays are everywhere.

At the church, at the mall, picking up the meticulously dressed, vestidious children from

daycare, why you could be sitting next to a sneaky gay right now and you'd never even

know it.

And that just don't sit right with one sous-sylvester.

And I got nothing against Gays, just asking my sassy intern Tyler.

He has to live in my tool shed because I deny him health care as I consider gain as a pre-existing

condition.

But what's sous-sylvester doesn't like?

Looking around and never knowing if a sneaky gay is in her midst.

We should be able to see a gay coming a mile away.

Is it wrong for me to long for the simpler days of yesterday when performers weren't so

confusing?

Jagger.

Oh, you knew they were women.

But nowadays, this internationally ranked cheerleading coach just can't figure it out.

Neil Patrick Harris, you confuse me.

I hear your gay, but there you are in my TV playing a normal womanizing cardigan wearing

straight.

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