>Gay Outlawz

>The second in a series of posts about Gay Outlaws because I’m bored with all these safe lameasses.

Bill Miner is sort of insane, and just like our last outlaw Roger Casement, was well-moustached. Just like Jean Genet, he’s one of those dudes who will just not stop robbing people. Like on the way to the courthouse to answer charges he’ll rob you. Dude is crazy. And he liked boys, according to the Pinkerton Guards who spent like a million dollars investigating him. And like any good gay, he had a way with words, inventing the now-necessary robbery phrase “Hands Up!” when shoving a gun in peoples faces. I like Miner because he knew how to make that money. He had a few really gay nicknames, too. “The Grey Fox” was one, and “The Gentleman Robber” is another. Supposedly he was really polite when robbing people of their shit.

>Faggotry

>I mean I’ve put guys like this on shout a lot but today officially begins a series on gay outlaws because they are my favorite kind of homosexuals and I’m so fucking bored by contemporary fools.

Roger Casement is righteous as fuck. He put all of England’s knickers in a twist, exposing Imperial abuses in Congo and Peru, and then later was accused of treason for inciting Irish revolutionaries and collaborating with the German government to aide the Irish revolution. That’s insane. He was brought to trial, where the British government detailed his gayness and fucking of young men to prove his guilt. He was quickly executed. I like Casement because I wish more gay people pissed off their governments because America is so boring. Also, he’s sort of a piece if you’re into beards and all that.

>GREASE LIGHTNING

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