Oftentimes, When People Write Me 4,000-word Letters,

You Could Fly Under The Radar A Little Bit. You Could Be A Weird Kid Without Defaulting To Gay, Without Everyone Assuming You Must Be Gay - That Was Literally The Last Place Many People Went.

I'm 52, Which Means I Don't Really... I Was Never A Person Who Celebrated Birthdays To Begin With. At This Stage, It's Certainly Something That Someone Who Made A Big Deal Out Of Their Birthdays In Their 20s And 30s Kind Of Hangs That Up. Not Because You're Sad To Be Getting Older. I'm Thrilled To Be Getting Older. I Have So Many Friends Who Died When They Were 25 And Would Be Ecstatic To Be Here With Me Turning 50. It's A Thrill And A Privilege To Still Be Alive.

Straight Couples Don't Have To Be Monogamous To Be Married Or Married To Be Monogamous. Monogamy No More Defines Marriage Than The Presence Of Children Does. Monogamy Isn't Compulsory And Its Absence Doesn't Invalidate A Marriage.

I Think Astrology Is Annoying Bullshit-which Is So Libra Of Me

First Off, Lardass, You Neglected To Include A Sign-off, Forcing Me To Create One For You. I Tried To Create One That Captured The Spirit And Tone Of Your Letter, And I Think I Did Pretty Well. [] I Am Thoroughly Annoyed At Having My Tame Statements Of Fact-being Heavy Is A Health Risk; Rolls Of Exposed Flesh Are Unsightly-characterized As “hate Speech.”