Wow, you should start writing homosexual books, you really know how to rhyme your words to describe butt sex. Congratulations! Out of all the things to make fun of them about and you choose butt sex... Are you trying to say something?
Books cannot have a sexual preference, as they are inanimate objects. I know that you will point to Fat Che's Little Brother as another inanimate object that absolutely has a sexual preference, but that is a specious argument.
And I make fun of you DUmmies (and I'm sure you are one) because you are most riled by anything causing examination and/or critique of the gay agenda. For example, the Duck Dynasty dustup, which has caused more DU harumphs in favor of free asslove than a conventional hall full of gay Fred Rutherfords.
If we have learned anything about DU, if there is one consistent fact that has emerged over the last 12 years, it is this: THOU SHALT NOT CAST ASPERSIONS AT THE GAY.
Would you like to know how I know I'm correct? Here's how I know: my little ditty, which was composed in 4 minutes, compelled you to come to our little Honeycomb Hideout to chime in.
Quo Era Demonstratum, asshole.
