and no pseudo-plumbers near my kids, okay you honky?

somebody somewhere is still interviewing this bowhunk and some political party still seems interested to hear what he has to say so today we tromp joyously through the field of wisdom that is joe the pseudo-plumber wurzelbacher.

first, in an in-depth discussion about the gays, gay marriage, states rights, and dictionaries, joe made a feeble attempt to prove he actually graduated from the fourth grade by encouraging everyone to become more familiar with their webster's:

"People don’t understand the dictionary–it’s called queer. Queer means strange and unusual. It’s not like a slur, like you would call a white person a honky or something like that."

honky. okay? enough said.

second, joe's a-scared, i guess, that some of the gay (or worse, maybe some of the aids!) might rub off on his kids, if they get too close to "queers."

"I’ve had some friends that are actually homosexual. And, I mean, they know where I stand, and they know that I wouldn’t have them anywhere near my children. But at the same time, they’re people, and they’re going to do their thing."

first of all, jo-jo, those people aren't your friends. they just wanna buy you a six-pack of mgd and make you listen to prince records in their basement.

what i find particularly sad about this, if i am to be quite honest here, is that you can take one look at hottie joe and tell he's got hot kids that would make great homos. it's gonna be really, really hard to make them gay if we can't even get close to them.

but not impossible! mmmmwooooohaaaaaaahahaha!

(by the way, joe? i looked up queer in my 1981 webster's new collegiate and it burst into flames. whaddya think that means?)