I first became aware of all this about ten years ago, the summer my oldest boy, Bill Jr., died. You know that carnival comes into town every year? Well this year they came through with a ride called The Mixer. The man said "Keep your head and arms inside The Mixer at all times." But Bill Jr., he was a daredevil, just like his old man!
He was leaning out saying "Hey everybody, look at me! Look at me!" POW! He was decapitated! They found his head over by the snow cone concession!
A few days after that, I open up the mail And there's a pamphlet in there from Pueblo, Colorado, and it's addressed to Bill Jr., and it's entitled Do You Know What the Queers Are Doing to Our Soil?
Now Stuart, if you look at the soil around any large US city with a big underground homosexual population, des Moines Iowa, for example. Look at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart, you can't build on it, you can't grow anything in it, the government says it's due to poor farming, but I know what's really going on, Stuart! I know it's the queers! They're in it with the aliens! They're building landing strips for gay Martians, I swear to God!