**TO ALLEVIATE ANY CONFUSION IN THE IGNORANT MASSES, I DO LIVE IN AMERICA, I DO NOT SUPPORT COMMUNISM OR NAZISM, AND DON'T SUPPORT EUROPE IN ANYWAY, SO STOP MENTIONING IT!!!!!**

So, apparently people whom I have never met feel that they can label me a terrorist, Communist, homosexual, and apparently now, a Nazi.
As I said, these people have never met me, all they have to go by is a little argument which we had over the internet, which resulted in them losing, and thus doing the only thing they know how to do, put people down and be immature. I tell you, it's really sad. I hate arguing with idiots, just feels like I'm arguing with myself when all they can come back with is, "You're a homo," "Commie Lover," or calling me a , "French Loving Faggot."
I'm pretty sure they are going to view this and spam me with similar remarks, they already have posts on their own pages along the similar, immature mindset that they are limited to. (If you want to read them and get a laugh, head on over to http://suffering.newgrounds.com/news/p ost/367635 **This post has been removed, sorry** or http://stiff.newgrounds.com/news/post/
366253 ) You will also notice that while I left comments on their "posts", I took the high road and was very mature with my comments. I wish I could say the same about them, but oh well.
Most people would get all upset and spark an argument or get the site admins involved, especially with some of the things they called me. However, I know that are immature, prepubescent little boys who have to go online and act tough to placate their egos. All I have to say for them is that I feel extreme pity for such people. As for myself, I have more important things going on in my life as to whether or not someone thinks I am a homosexual or a terrorist. For instance, my fiance and I are trying to get our wedding planned as it is going to be on Oct. 31. Yeah, that's right, we're getting married on Halloween. It's one of our favorite holidays (mine for the original reason of the day, not to consumer ridden sham it is today, and she likes to go around trick-or-treating with her friends and their kids), and it is a play on the day we started dating, which was Oct. 13, which also happened to be a Friday. Yeah, we starting dating on probably the unluckiest day ever, but oh well.
So, while the little kids will probably continue their little games of trying to put me down, as I said, I have more pressing matters of making a life for myself, my future wife, and hopefully any kids that we will have.