Claymore:

Hey, weren't you just in the hospital, dude? Are you sure you want to get yourself all het up with this stuff? You might give yourself another heart attack...

But since you have been asshole enough to use my name in your tiresome diatribe, do not blame me if your blood pressure escalates and you end up back in the cardio ward.

"When the PC Pacifists go to the groin, and opine that our victories were due to killer faggots, I have to wonder... are they getting any? Can Peg be trusted with the pointy end of a dildo?
--If the first part of that statement refers to me, you have misunderstood what I said. I was referring to the morons at military.com's forum, and from what I can tell most of them are, like you, "armchair warriors" (that term so aptly used elsewhere in their thread).
Yes, that term does have a rather pathetic "all-Viagra'ed-up-and-no-place-to-go" sort of ring to it, but, well, men who are gung-ho military tend to be pretty lacking in the social graces, don't they? Guns and bazookas and launchers are lovely compensatory stand-ins for the impotence that comes with sexual self-loathing.

As for your wondering whether or not I'm "getting any," well, *I* have to wonder: what does my sex life have to do with my ability to identify the latent homosexuality among trigger-happy retards?

I can assure you, I am more woman than you'll ever have, and, probably in ways you would not even begin to understand, more man than you'll ever be...I do not need a big sword to hide behind.

I have nothing against sex toys, but I have never had the need to make the acquaintance of the "pointy end of a dildo." It does sound like you may well be more familiar with said business end than myself.