God called. He said make a real sign, you lazy bastard. Jeff Amyx, God and Gay-fearing owner of Amyx Hardware & Roofing Supplies in Grainger County, Tennessee. has finally gotten some GOOD NEWS from the Supreme Court. His pickle was all in a tickle over the decision to allow a Colorado baker the right to refuse to make a cake for a gay wedding, so he decided to
I've seen gays who can do more with wood and a jizz saw than a straight guy. I think the resentment among so-called heterosexual males, who are really "fluid," is that homosexuals can get laid if they wish without the prep work like calling and dating. The heterosexuals are forced to go through near penance for their carnal desires by buying a woman dinner. This tiny prick needs to understand that if he owns a hardware store, on Saturdays, most of his clients are gay who are looking to gentrify their house and neighborhood, even if his hardware store looks like the next stop on the Port-O-Potty circuit. They might even give him a course on personal grooming. His appears to have stopped when he started flogging himself.
You mean, you pause and say-- "Oh wait, I'm gay! You wouldn't want this! Sorry!" and you put your big roll of cash right back in your pocket and leave?
Looks like his window is an adverstisement for how powerful he wants to be in the world. And if that's a picture of him at the top, I believe his dick really did fall right off, he looks so uptight and miserable.
Gay money spends the same as straight money, last time I checked. Too bad it won’t be at your establishments. I suspect your little tricks will backfire and you’ll lose customers. I hope the line at the unemployment office is looooooong and the window shuts when it’s your turn.
That sign is not only poorly crafted, but contains a mistake.
By the long-established conventions of hand lettered signs from folks of his ilk -- his community of writers, it might be said -- it should read "No gay's allowed". He completely forgot the apostrophe, which is mandatory!
Sweetie, this is Tennessee. The KKK started in Pulaski, and they're still active there, many of which are running things.They're fine with it.You can literally go into many antiques stores in Tennessee and find newly printed KKK pamphlets. He probably has some.Furthermore, he's blacked out his window with signs. He's not looking to be friendly to ANYONE, much less gays. He does NOT want to be your neighbor, and you definitely don't want to be his.
Pagans stole Christmas and gave it over to a heathen god long ago; it's too late for wingnuts to worry about that. The heathen god's name was Santa Claus. As Donald Westlake informed us cogently in a short story called "Nackles" (Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, January 1964) there's no attribute of godhood he does not possess, including being drawn through the sky in a chariot pulled by a breed of animal which does not normally fly, and being omniscient. And like all gods he reflects his mortal creators' (?) society -- in ours, a society of "merchandising, and of consumption." Westlake (in F&SF he published the short under the name Curt Clark) also reminds the readers, "He has surely taken over Christmas; his effigy is everywhere, but where are the manger and the Christ child? Retired rather forlornly to the nave."Doesn't do any good to remind jerkoffs like this man that the Christ child, even when grown, said nothing about gays that's recorded anywhere. Oh, Paul of Tarsus said plenty, none of it nice and all of it irrational, but if you're a Christian you presumably believe that Jesus was divine, God Incarnate, while Paul was a flawed and fallible mortal man.
I just posted a sign at my (imaginary) store that no Yetis will be served. As I am as likely to have Yeti customers as this (arguable) human being is to have gay ones.
I've seen gays who can do more with wood and a jizz saw than a straight guy. I think the resentment among so-called heterosexual males, who are really "fluid," is that homosexuals can get laid if they wish without the prep work like calling and dating. The heterosexuals are forced to go through near penance for their carnal desires by buying a woman dinner. This tiny prick needs to understand that if he owns a hardware store, on Saturdays, most of his clients are gay who are looking to gentrify their house and neighborhood, even if his hardware store looks like the next stop on the Port-O-Potty circuit. They might even give him a course on personal grooming. His appears to have stopped when he started flogging himself.
You mean, you pause and say-- "Oh wait, I'm gay! You wouldn't want this! Sorry!" and you put your big roll of cash right back in your pocket and leave?
Looks like his window is an adverstisement for how powerful he wants to be in the world. And if that's a picture of him at the top, I believe his dick really did fall right off, he looks so uptight and miserable.
Please don't trash Appalachia, it is beautiful with many kinds of people.
With a ball peen hammer.
Gay money spends the same as straight money, last time I checked. Too bad it won’t be at your establishments. I suspect your little tricks will backfire and you’ll lose customers. I hope the line at the unemployment office is looooooong and the window shuts when it’s your turn.
That sign is not only poorly crafted, but contains a mistake.
By the long-established conventions of hand lettered signs from folks of his ilk -- his community of writers, it might be said -- it should read "No gay's allowed". He completely forgot the apostrophe, which is mandatory!
And of course fundamentalist Christians didn't get the nature of the court ruling because laws aren't their strong point besides the laws of God.
Well the ones they claim apply anyway (not all of them do for some reason).
Sweetie, this is Tennessee. The KKK started in Pulaski, and they're still active there, many of which are running things.They're fine with it.You can literally go into many antiques stores in Tennessee and find newly printed KKK pamphlets. He probably has some.Furthermore, he's blacked out his window with signs. He's not looking to be friendly to ANYONE, much less gays. He does NOT want to be your neighbor, and you definitely don't want to be his.
...fair enough.
Pagans stole Christmas and gave it over to a heathen god long ago; it's too late for wingnuts to worry about that. The heathen god's name was Santa Claus. As Donald Westlake informed us cogently in a short story called "Nackles" (Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, January 1964) there's no attribute of godhood he does not possess, including being drawn through the sky in a chariot pulled by a breed of animal which does not normally fly, and being omniscient. And like all gods he reflects his mortal creators' (?) society -- in ours, a society of "merchandising, and of consumption." Westlake (in F&SF he published the short under the name Curt Clark) also reminds the readers, "He has surely taken over Christmas; his effigy is everywhere, but where are the manger and the Christ child? Retired rather forlornly to the nave."Doesn't do any good to remind jerkoffs like this man that the Christ child, even when grown, said nothing about gays that's recorded anywhere. Oh, Paul of Tarsus said plenty, none of it nice and all of it irrational, but if you're a Christian you presumably believe that Jesus was divine, God Incarnate, while Paul was a flawed and fallible mortal man.
Only fair, since so much of what is associated with Christmas came from the pagans in the first damn place.
When the new sign goes up, gays and lesbians all across the country should converge on his hardware store for a massive kiss-in.
I think you're good. His sign was pretty specific.
What's really interesting is that he has a "gay test" for each customer, just to be sure. And we all know what a gay test is.
I just posted a sign at my (imaginary) store that no Yetis will be served. As I am as likely to have Yeti customers as this (arguable) human being is to have gay ones.