
J.D. Smith, an active-duty Air Force officer who founded OutServe, said the military should think of gays when recruiting. “J.D. Smith” is an alias he uses because the ban is still in effect.
“Absolutely, we endorse the DoD advertising recruiting for the gay community, just as they would any other community,” he said in an email exchange with The Washington Times. “The DoD regularly attends public events to recruit, and we believe they should be at Pride events next year around the country to let the gay community know the opportunities to serve their nation.
Pack your bags, and book your flights, because in October, Vegas is going to be hotter than Elton John’s dick in Ryan Seacrest’s mouth! If Obama didn’t feel like he’s bent America over enough already, he recently lifted the ban of pickle farmers in the military. In October, members of the Defense Department will convene in Vegas to participate in a “Coming Out Party” for the 4,000+ ass bandits (Army) and butthole pirates (Navy) serving worldwide. If Abdul decides to attack America, while our Defense Department is in Vegas playing hide the pickle, and decorating butt cheeks with glitter, I’m going to flip my shit.
Honestly though, outside of the Fag Festival, I really don’t have a problem with it. We should be targeting homos for the military. Fags have been fighting AIDS for decades. If they can beat AIDS, they can beat Mohammad. Plus, they’re good as shit at hiding stuff. Fuck, this one fag I know didn’t tell his dad he loved cock until he was like 25. I can’t keep a secret for 5 minutes, if Mohammad catches my ass, I’m telling him everything I know for a can of dip. If Mohammad catches a queer, the queer thinks to himself, can’t be as bad as the time dad caught me with 3 gerbils in my butthole. At this point, parachuting 20+ dick farmers from an Apache over Iran with dildo’s strapped to the ends of their M-16s, honestly isn’t the worst thing I can think of. Worst case scenario is we have 20 less fags in the world. It’s like my grandpa used to say, “Don’t cry over dead faggots”.
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Pickle Farmers?! Really?! Look, Bubbah, aside from that phrase being an embarrassing little piece of Podunkville dialect from what --- 1932?--- you don't farm pickles. Pickles don't grow on vines. Pickles are made. Unlike gays who are grown that way. Get your nature versus nurture research right, okay? Pickles and Rednecks aren't born that way, they are made. Gays on the other hand are born that way. And, by the way, since you can already fit your head up your ass, I know some well hung guys who would like to meet you.
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