Paul, minute

Is a conversation between ignorance and hate, a place where our children can not exist

They are not dirty

They are not wrong

I am not the original diktan to the great building of the Lord

My son is purple, Bill!

Yes! I hope the world will be known

I love my son.

They are my God

I think I would ask that it was a good time to open my eyes

I was hoping that homosexual love knew that you were reading a magazine my son was gay

And He did not threaten me

I have civilian people I made to feel this is part of your wonderful plan

I know, God, for all the mountains, our children are bathing when bathing

Not dirty

But as long as they do not

They learn to love me

They just God the best shoes are not only two file fruit

I did not notice

I love my homosexual

He loves his son, he loves son, his son is dead!

She likes swimming in the pool and saying that my son is in heaven

He said the angels said they were gone and Jesus said it was wonderful

They have no virgin hatred, emotion or damned curse

Friendship is a city of men, that is, friendship, have long hair that I have seen so far

They are desperately desperate to be free, desperate

He is a child of Any talent

I have a bright red ribbon to have Judge Obviously has made against the armed opposition of the Pablo Pants government

And I can not believe I can not find it, talk to me

We still have a bit in the second half of the year, 83, summer

(Congregation gasps)

It's great, a great adventure that has much greatness of hell, dirty fishing

(A long beat. Kurt's dad approaches Ram's dad and kisses him, hard. They embrace.)

wow wow wow

wow wow wow

Each in the important background of God, two big continue to work

Keep working

We love them

We are there, garland songs, angel wings, dance, games

When they meet and make skateboard

This is a luxury, this is a luxury

After a very nostalgic

Use beads necklace life

They know my puppy love

Go to spa God

He is content with the Lord of Sheep in a big hole.

Now we love each other as these people separate

He teaches the world about love

I love my son

My son, my son

Keep you alive

Thank you

I want to die for children

The dead son of his homo, it is less than half!