What else would a lesbian offer another lesbian? I guess that depends on the lesbian that you are. The Love/Hate relationship between Laurie LaLove and Missy Hate, is an odd one indeed. I've told you about the nurse/dancer, Missy that almost every gay man has heard about through this torture. Why? Well, some of it has to do with Missy keeping an eye on Laurie to protect herself and her girlfriends (not the boys). Understandable in a world with an obsessed "mostly not a lesbian but only for Missy lesbian" named Laurie. I understand the fear of being shot at and I've only heard the rumor that one of the girls that they worked with was killed, but nevertheless, the fairer sex has a right to be concerned.
Laurie, vile vicious alleged rapist, tends to think that men are a perfect offering for another lesbian. Dead ones? Infected ones? Skull smashed ones? It doesn't really matter. One thing you can bet is that Laurie thinks that all lesbians hate gay men. It's the huge big mistake that she doesn't know about because she's never lived in an all gay city or residential area. No Laurie, Warm Sands doesn't count.
So lately, I feel like I've been offered up like a cat dragging a dead bird to the feet of Queen Missy as some kind of lesbian offering of love in their twisted love/hate relationship. It's been going on now for about 15 years and Missy has yet to talk about it. A nurse that doesn't talk about what she knows is going on? Yes, in fact, this nurse has seen one of her own best friends' skulls smashed in...and did nothing about it.
So what is it with Missy? Do most of you think that she isn't obligated to tell what she knows? Does she enjoy knowing that some baby dyke is running around trying to sniff her panties and she can turn her away anytime she wants. I don't know what the problem with these two is, but I certainly don't enjoy being the person that Laurie is trying to kill to lay at the feet of someone I have no respect for. There could possibly be something more offensive than this game of cat and bird, but as a gay man whom has never had a thing to do with either, it is the most sick thing that I've ever heard of. Nobody is telling Missy to do the right thing...and for thirty years I've been the target of all Laurie's hate. My dead carcass is not a dozen black roses to be thrown at the feet of a woman that doesn't give a shit about me, my family or my boyfriend.
These two either need to get a room or a boxing ring, but I don't want to be present any longer.
