And now, BlackElk, hyperventilating over the lavender canoodler set with all his/her/it's feminazi might, dares to give us his REAL reason for it's pink-poodle phobia. The BlackElk that once dared not speak its name will now not shut up but prefers to gag us with the toilet plunger as she invents absurd alternatives to actually responding directly to my challenges. TOO FUNNY.
The sort that you advocate and defend will apparently addle what passes for the lavender canoodler's brain cells or those of their libertoonian savants as can be demonstrated by your posts.
Jorge: phobia means fear. Trust me, Jorge, I have no fear whatsoever of you or other pink poodles, self-described as you are or otherwise. That toilet plunger is right where it belongs, Jorge. It appears that in most of your social activities, Jorge, things tend to wind up in the wrong places. That is not NORMAL, Jorge, and it will never be accepted as NORMAL, Jorge. Moral truth does not change.
Again, go to your room, Jorge. Stay there.