I just wrote my third Boy Scouts story, this one was an update on the corporations pulling financial sponsorship because of the anti-gay policy (you'd think I work at a gay publication with all of the stories I wrote on the topic). But all of the sudden I started singing, "Boy Scouts, Boy Scouts, whatcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do when they come for you? Cause you're GAY!"

I can't stop.

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