The Art of Self Contradiction,and an unlocked Palm Centro

I have an all together different view towards mobile phones.Weird sometimes and according to some of my friends-freakish.Don’t know how much that is true but yes I do know that my tastes are often off the track.People adore iphone,some people cry for not being able to afford one and some write posts about those crying men-but I hardly care for the iphone as much as I do about the sexually abused goats of east Baloch province of Pakistan.Naturally my entire blog was silent when some of my fellow bloggers were masturbating on the premature ejaculation of “iphone launch in India”. Now the question may predictably arise why do I have such a toxic attitude towards the global object of mass masturbation ? The answer is simple even if I ignore the maddening rants of reasoning from my inner soul.I dont think that a phone is a phone until it has some hardware keys.Archaic ? may be but to me its like a tranny who is a man wihtout balls.The tranny can have a hard on and fuck like a mink but cannot procreate.Thats why in the end when she(or he ) goes to bed with a man the entire affair becomes so very decisively and literally gay. Not that I have anything against gay people or trannies or the gay men customers of trannnies but I had to draw this possible homo erotic reference just to prove that iphone is gay.

iPhone is GAY !