...homosexual activists knock at your door, soliciting funds for their cause du jour.
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Eww! They don’t do that, do they?
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Eww! They don’t do that, do they?
Unfortunately, I am at the moment forced to live in The People's Republic of Seattle. Even though I (thankfully) don't live in a "gay neighborhood" (the distinctions are growing slimmer by the day) I am still subjected to occasional visits by homosexual activists who apparently haven't gotten the memo that the stoat is a normal, healthy guy who thinks that Ladies are the Crown of All Creation, The Light of the Universe and God's Finest Work.
My great hope is to one day live in a community, which you apparently are Blessed with, where such unwelcome visits are unknown. Be very thankful for living where you do :-)