Confessions of a Bigot

I am a bigot. I am a stupid, antediluvian redneck, bitterly clinging to my guns and god, insufficiently educated to note the distinction between my posterior sphincter and divot in the earth. How do I know this?

Because I do not support gay marriage.

If this reasoning satisfies you, by all means, stop reading here. I just saved you five minutes. I’m a giver.

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