LOL, you're mad
post your blood pressure, ya fuckin' snaggletoothed alcoholic
First Things First Sir Twinks O' Lot, you're such a gargantuan flamer that even the Bravo TV-station wouldn't dare associate with a polesmokin' dickrider such as yourself "Faglord".
Secondly, i don't want to interrupt your daily routine of asking young men at the gym for a spot while doing stiff leg deadlifts,
followed by an invitation to a local bathhouse where you offer to give them complimentary prostate exams,
all topped off by you asking a sperm-donation clinic if they have any job-opportunities as a taste-tester.
Gayer than peeling a banana with your mouth.