It's not that I'm proud of how I found out or that I think that closeted dildoes alone are enough to indict him for closeted queerhood. There's more to it, and that can only be revealed in the telling of the whole story.

The group also has two zero-grazed cows that provide milk for sale. The group obtained the cows from a church project in 1993.

[…] while Mrs. Scott-Baxter, his fourth (and trophy) wife, blonde and young and bored, glowered at the Baxter spawn like a mother mink in a mink farm, just waiting for a jet to strafe the facility, affording her an excuse to feign terror and eat her young.

The executioner was proud that he kept his axe razor-sharp, so no prisoner would feel any pain when his head was cut off.