I'm not smiling at the misfortune of the fundies. Really, I'm not.

Waymon, you are the very definition of schadenfreude ... and Good For You!

I think we should start collecting and sending FOTF those little metallic seals that we peel off the tops of new bottles of Astro-Glide ...

P.S. ... as well as our empty condom wrappers.

I'm not smiling either, because it is very hard to smile when laughing your ass off.

Folks, (I always address our LGBT community as Folks) with the impending doom and destruction of FOTF I hate to dash your hopes that the fundies at FOTF is running out of ready cash. For Tax purposes a Non-Profit is allowed to have 3 full years of expected expenses in the bank as a reserve. They are not out of cash.

What I really and firmly believe is that the president of the organization and it's board of directors simply want more money from the more than stupid and oh so willing to be fleeced sheep in their flock and getting it requires the flow of a "River of Tears". A garage sale of support give me a break.

As with the American Red Cross in areas of local disasters the office manager makes a cut on every donation and it seems that this is highly likely the case here for hate has not shame. Besides they see an expensive campaign ahead of this hate group for trying to derail initiatives in the New England States, Iowa, New York, California, and Washington for our equal civil rights. So go ahead FOTF and cry me a river or two of your "Oh whoa is me tears of impending doom and disaster", and of course their sheep will without a doubt jump into the sea of Piranha's to earnestly paddle upstream against the current to keep up the rant against the LGBT community. I hate to dash cold water on the laughter but this is simply a case of us being very short sighted and as in the Miltary of which this Queer Queen served before and after Vietnam and Desert Storm getting all the "NUKIE" I wanted including while on duty but still doing my work getting ARCOM (Army Commendation Medal) after ARCOM of appreciation and devotion during that time. So without saying as much we might just be a possible sheet short of our own reality. Not to offend you Waymon H. I really enjoy our private conversations on "Things like that there". They won't go away they love the amount of hate that we seem to muster into their ho hum monotonous kick the kids and beat the wife (or husband) lives. While they wake up each morning and smack direction into the wall of reality themselves. FOTF has found its Midas Touch and they will milk it dry praying on the insipid stupidity of their oh so unfocused adoring minions. Bye the Bye nice pic Waym.