Marriage is a word. A loaded word. It is not consistently defined or used. A man and wife. A man and his wife (implying ownership.) A man and his many
wives. Many men and their wife. A christian man and his christian wife. A mormon man and his mormon wife.
You can get married in Vegas by an Elvis impersonator (You may now kiss the bride while I pop some pills and shit myself to death on this conveniently located
toilet) - don't pretend that the 'sanctity of marriage' is being somehow undercut by men marrying men and women marrying women. Divorce is rampant
among the faithful, so whatever imaginary friend that is responsible for the sanctity of marriage is clearly not doing his/her/its job (although current
statistics show divorce to be lowest among of all groups - atheists.) Sanctity of Marriage my hairy Canadian arse. The sanctity of marriage used to be paying
the daddy when you rape the daughter and then marrying her. It used to be owning your wife as you might any other piece of property. It used to include
marital rape, condoned under the 'sanctity of marriage.'
Sanctity of marriage - fuck you in the neck motherfuckers. What do know! Oedipus, great example of sanctity of marriage, and don't get me started on the
myth of Lot either - great fucking example of the sanctity of marriage. Here rape my wife instead of my guests. Don't worry, when she gets extra salty,
I'll just get drunk and fuck my daughters.
What is truly sad is that the fucktards in question are using the same tired arguments that were used against inter-racial marriage. Biblical arguments.
Leviticus, with a little Saul of Tarsus mixed in for that uncomfortable taken from behind without the common courtesy of a reach-around feeling. You want to
quote fucking Leviticus, you better be fucking prepared to give up shrimp and comply with all the other primative bumwipery contained in that bronze age
barbarism.
Now I know what the fear-mongering fuckstains out there are going to say. "That means you can marry a horse." Roy Rogers never married Trigger, but
did ride him (and have him stuffed.) It is that whole consenting adult thing. You find a horse that can, in no uncertain terms, agree clearly and concisely
to a sexual encounter - or marriage - then feel free to get your thing on. Until then. Fuck off. (I will leave off the obvious joke that horses are prudes
as they are more likely to say Neigh.)
wives. Many men and their wife. A christian man and his christian wife. A mormon man and his mormon wife.
You can get married in Vegas by an Elvis impersonator (You may now kiss the bride while I pop some pills and shit myself to death on this conveniently located
toilet) - don't pretend that the 'sanctity of marriage' is being somehow undercut by men marrying men and women marrying women. Divorce is rampant
among the faithful, so whatever imaginary friend that is responsible for the sanctity of marriage is clearly not doing his/her/its job (although current
statistics show divorce to be lowest among of all groups - atheists.) Sanctity of Marriage my hairy Canadian arse. The sanctity of marriage used to be paying
the daddy when you rape the daughter and then marrying her. It used to be owning your wife as you might any other piece of property. It used to include
marital rape, condoned under the 'sanctity of marriage.'
Sanctity of marriage - fuck you in the neck motherfuckers. What do know! Oedipus, great example of sanctity of marriage, and don't get me started on the
myth of Lot either - great fucking example of the sanctity of marriage. Here rape my wife instead of my guests. Don't worry, when she gets extra salty,
I'll just get drunk and fuck my daughters.
What is truly sad is that the fucktards in question are using the same tired arguments that were used against inter-racial marriage. Biblical arguments.
Leviticus, with a little Saul of Tarsus mixed in for that uncomfortable taken from behind without the common courtesy of a reach-around feeling. You want to
quote fucking Leviticus, you better be fucking prepared to give up shrimp and comply with all the other primative bumwipery contained in that bronze age
barbarism.
Now I know what the fear-mongering fuckstains out there are going to say. "That means you can marry a horse." Roy Rogers never married Trigger, but
did ride him (and have him stuffed.) It is that whole consenting adult thing. You find a horse that can, in no uncertain terms, agree clearly and concisely
to a sexual encounter - or marriage - then feel free to get your thing on. Until then. Fuck off. (I will leave off the obvious joke that horses are prudes
as they are more likely to say Neigh.)