03-12-2013, 12:22 AM
The statements below are not condoned by GaySpeak or its readers. I am old and want to vent. Hope you are in a fun mood.
Most people who listen to me about Tom think I am pulling their leg. No one could have as much fun as you and Tom had. Bullshit. The stories are true.
Tom and I never talked about our real life. Tom was the poster boy for child abuse in his home town in Iowa. I was the poster boy for child abuse in the City of New York. Every cop who went through the Police Academy saw photos of me beaten to a pulp by my "beautiful" sisters. They had fun burning me with hot steam irons. They whipped me over every square inch of skin under my shirt and pants. Every cop would cringe looking at me and ask "Aren't you the boy I saw at the Academy. I would say YES. My sisters beat me to the point that I could not even crawl away from them.
Of course, there was an investigation by the police. I also had 2 broken ribs to match some scars. The result was conclusive. If 2 girls 5 and 8 years older than their little brother beat him, they must have had a good reason. All girls are the victims of boys. So at age of 4 months, I terrified my sisters into trying to rip my penis off.
When I met Tom he was close to death from high blood pressure. No one had ever rescued Tom from the beatings his father gave him. His father told all the men in town that his son was cocksucking faggot and people should beat him without mercy. They had fun beating him with pipes.
My sisters said I was a faggot baby and was too meek and mild. I never fought back when they slammed my head into walls or the floor. Tom was also too small to fight his father and a large gang of boys.
Guess what. No one was ever charged with anything. My sisters have pretended to be victims of men there whole life. You bet. Everyone believes women who lie because they all claim to be victims.
The most sickening sociopaths I ever met are women. They do not hesitate to go on TV and accuse men of raping them. If you get accused by a woman, your career is over. Now try to raise your voice and you a branded as a rapist or some type of anti-feminist.
After 66 years of listening to women who lie, I am now a misogynist first class. I can't stand the sight of them. I wish men could breed without going near sociopathic women who control the media in America.
We just got a new violence against women law enacted. How come no one ever got arrested for trying to murder me as a child.
When I met Tom, reality was dominated by fucking sociopaths who lie about everything. Governments are bad and religions are worse. We invented our own religion and reality and said the world can go fuck itself.
As unreal as my life with Tom was, it was our one chance to get even with everyone who embraced victimness. Fuck you, we had a good time. If you came near us, you were risking your life. You pissed us off we went after you until you said I GIVE.
It wasn't always pretty and we hurt some people. We never hurt anyone as bad as we were. We simply ignored your rules and invented our own.
I still see Tom's ghost. I may be insane. I sure don't want a cure for my insanity. I hope heaven is filled to the brim with gay guys. I never met a gay guy I didn't like. I hope I stay that way. I enjoy being a gay chauvinist with misogynistic over tones. Keeps my sense of humor intact. Women come on TV and want a Constitutional Amendment Against Masturbation. They are terrified we might enjoy ourselves. Fuck you, ladies, I would rather jerk off than suck up to a woman.
The world is utterly screwed because men who create or earn a living have been replaced by women who champion UNEARNED INCOME. They consume what men make and never pay for a goddamn thing. The best racket on the planet is to say you are a woman. Whine and hire Gloria Allred and get a big settlement
Every time I see the ghost of Tom, he tells me to avoid violence. Tom was the one guy who knew how close I was to killing women. At 66, I still have never struck one of the miserable bitches which proves I am definitely a saint. I sure hope heaven allows segregation between men and women.
Now you know why I don't speak the truth. Tom and I thought all women were completely stupid and should not be hired or allowed to vote. Eventually, we decided to say Fuck It and we kept our mouths closed. We smiled atwomen and thought of them as village idiots.
Stop That. SOMEONE IS THROWING LIGHTNING BOLTS THROUGH MY LAPTOP. JUST KIDDING. DEEP DOWN YOU KNOW MY OPINION SO I SHOULD KEEP IT TO MYSELF
Most people who listen to me about Tom think I am pulling their leg. No one could have as much fun as you and Tom had. Bullshit. The stories are true.
Tom and I never talked about our real life. Tom was the poster boy for child abuse in his home town in Iowa. I was the poster boy for child abuse in the City of New York. Every cop who went through the Police Academy saw photos of me beaten to a pulp by my "beautiful" sisters. They had fun burning me with hot steam irons. They whipped me over every square inch of skin under my shirt and pants. Every cop would cringe looking at me and ask "Aren't you the boy I saw at the Academy. I would say YES. My sisters beat me to the point that I could not even crawl away from them.
Of course, there was an investigation by the police. I also had 2 broken ribs to match some scars. The result was conclusive. If 2 girls 5 and 8 years older than their little brother beat him, they must have had a good reason. All girls are the victims of boys. So at age of 4 months, I terrified my sisters into trying to rip my penis off.
When I met Tom he was close to death from high blood pressure. No one had ever rescued Tom from the beatings his father gave him. His father told all the men in town that his son was cocksucking faggot and people should beat him without mercy. They had fun beating him with pipes.
My sisters said I was a faggot baby and was too meek and mild. I never fought back when they slammed my head into walls or the floor. Tom was also too small to fight his father and a large gang of boys.
Guess what. No one was ever charged with anything. My sisters have pretended to be victims of men there whole life. You bet. Everyone believes women who lie because they all claim to be victims.
The most sickening sociopaths I ever met are women. They do not hesitate to go on TV and accuse men of raping them. If you get accused by a woman, your career is over. Now try to raise your voice and you a branded as a rapist or some type of anti-feminist.
After 66 years of listening to women who lie, I am now a misogynist first class. I can't stand the sight of them. I wish men could breed without going near sociopathic women who control the media in America.
We just got a new violence against women law enacted. How come no one ever got arrested for trying to murder me as a child.
When I met Tom, reality was dominated by fucking sociopaths who lie about everything. Governments are bad and religions are worse. We invented our own religion and reality and said the world can go fuck itself.
As unreal as my life with Tom was, it was our one chance to get even with everyone who embraced victimness. Fuck you, we had a good time. If you came near us, you were risking your life. You pissed us off we went after you until you said I GIVE.
It wasn't always pretty and we hurt some people. We never hurt anyone as bad as we were. We simply ignored your rules and invented our own.
I still see Tom's ghost. I may be insane. I sure don't want a cure for my insanity. I hope heaven is filled to the brim with gay guys. I never met a gay guy I didn't like. I hope I stay that way. I enjoy being a gay chauvinist with misogynistic over tones. Keeps my sense of humor intact. Women come on TV and want a Constitutional Amendment Against Masturbation. They are terrified we might enjoy ourselves. Fuck you, ladies, I would rather jerk off than suck up to a woman.
The world is utterly screwed because men who create or earn a living have been replaced by women who champion UNEARNED INCOME. They consume what men make and never pay for a goddamn thing. The best racket on the planet is to say you are a woman. Whine and hire Gloria Allred and get a big settlement
Every time I see the ghost of Tom, he tells me to avoid violence. Tom was the one guy who knew how close I was to killing women. At 66, I still have never struck one of the miserable bitches which proves I am definitely a saint. I sure hope heaven allows segregation between men and women.
Now you know why I don't speak the truth. Tom and I thought all women were completely stupid and should not be hired or allowed to vote. Eventually, we decided to say Fuck It and we kept our mouths closed. We smiled atwomen and thought of them as village idiots.
Stop That. SOMEONE IS THROWING LIGHTNING BOLTS THROUGH MY LAPTOP. JUST KIDDING. DEEP DOWN YOU KNOW MY OPINION SO I SHOULD KEEP IT TO MYSELF