Where did they go?

Ok I went to Sand Springs, but I guess I was too late; I didn’t see a damn protester one. I was, however, a little late; but only like an hour and a half. What took so long was that I took my sister to school and went out of my way to switch out cars; I knew the ghetto-mobile wouldn’t make it there. So I arrived in Sand Springs at 9:00am, thinking that they would probably protest till lunch, since the kids would be leaving at lunch time. I was wrong; I guess they had more important things to do besides protesting the filthy sodomites. I was disappointed; I was hoping to be called a filthy sodomite, or at least faggot. Eh, I woke up early too, I was up at 6:30; and all I got was a big waste of time. Damn homophobes; lazy motherfuckers, made me waste gas. Maybe next time I’ll make my sister take the bus.

P.S.
Is this bad or what? I want one of those ‘fag is sin’ signs; you know the one where the ‘IS’ is two guys about to fuck. I think that they are hilarious; bad, but hilarious. They remind me of the logo for Express personnel.

P.P.S.
There was something weird that happened; I was lost, but miraculously where I lost myself lead straight to the High School. I guess it’s my gay instinct.