It's either a self made or learned choice, a DNA/genetic defect, or a type of brain disorder.
What ever happend to the sins of the father. I think that was what it was. Maybe it is a genetic defect cause by the sins of the father. When I was born I had a birth defect. My parents and even my whacko doctor never thought that I should just be natural. They fixed me more or less. (By whacko I mean that my first doctor believed that babies don't feel pain. My mom and dad fired that doctor pretty quick.)
Personally I believe homosexuality is a "virus." Some of my friends are gay and all I hear them talk about is how long it will take to convert someone they lust for to be gay. They pick and prod and introduce "questions" into the mind of their victims.
My "friend" even "tricked" me into going to a gay club street in arlington. I say "tricked" because I knew we were going to a club street and should have known it wouldn't have been a normal one. That was the nastiest place I have ever seen.
I am working on a technique to get my friend to go straight. When she is down I try and plant seeds of what its like to be normal. I try and set an example. And I know for a fact that gay people are always either lusting after someone or depressed.
As for me...
* Starts Singing *
I've got some fond memories of San Angelo,
and I've seen some beauty queens in El Paso,
but the best lookin women that I've ever seen,
have all been in Texas and all wearin jeans
Chorus:
I'm a country plowboy, not an urban cowboy,
and I dont ride bulls but I have fought some men,
drive a pickup truck,
trust in God and luck and I live to love Texas women.
I thought I'd seen beauty in faraway places,
till I looked upon those Houston faces,
spent Hollywood nights up in Beverly Hills,
but they werent nothin like one night down in BROWNSVILLE
Repeat Chorus
I'm a pretty fair judge of the opposite sex,
and I aint seen nothin that will touch em' yet,
they may be from Waco or out in Lampassas,
but one thing about it they all come from Texas.
Repeat Chorus
I'm a [Cowboy] fan not a soccer man,
and my arms are red and so is my blood,
and they make it boil with that soft Texas drawl and I love em all,
Texas women.
YEEHAW