And a failure to exhibit any intellect whatsoever. Looks like my 2-outta-3 call was probably generous.
Your cabin-boy-lover character suits you. So does the dress and the effeminate "art".
Keep talking to me. I've decided I can't wait to hear you cry, I mean, other than into a pillow, and due to a cause other than your butch ship mates being too eager with you.
No hyphens needed. A comma follows "rum" and "buggary" is spelled buggery. Here, like this: "A rum, the lash and buggery..." Thank heavens you don't refer to yourself as "the grammarian". Though you may as well since your grammar is as ineffective as your comedy, mr. "the comedian".
Your lack of geograhical knowledge and inability to comprehend what you read shines dully as you missed the part where I live in Maine.
That small potatoes though. What is becoming clear as you attempt what you think is humour is that you have a very large fixation with homosexuality.
Every "insult" of yours is queer-related. That's a real clear indicator. What you are thinking about comes out in the words you write. You think about homosexuality a lot. Our writings are a window in to our souls. You realize that don't you mr. "the comedian"?
As homosexuality is your subject of choice I'll keep this interesting for you.
Have you ever sucked a dick, even just once? Is anal sex with your wife/girl-friend (beards, if they exist at all) more pleasant for you than natural sex? Do you find that you like to be drunk when sex may happen? Is lisping and prancing about like a drag queen one of the "joke" routines you perform for co-workers and acquaintances often, mr. "the comedian"?
You like to talk about homosexuality in others. A lot.
You are projecting, mr. "the comedian". The butterfly guy picture you can't stop posting turns you on.
AV