Valentine’s Day is as good a time as any to examine the current state of romance in once great Britain, the canary in the coalmine of moonbattery:
In this day and age, when a thrice-married former fireman who has become a woman meets a Jamaican lesbian chef online there can only be one outcome — wedding bells!
Or, rather, civil partnership bells.
This is 66-year-old Kerry Whybrow, dressed in a full-length custom-made lilac dress, tying the knot for the first time as a woman three years after undergoing a sex change on the NHS [i.e., at British taxpayers' expense].
Her [sic] partner is Alcia Evans, a mother of one and almost 30 years her [sic] junior, who met Miss [sic] Whybrow through an international dating website.
The blushing Jamaican bride has been living in the USA, but hopes British authorities will extend her six-month visa indefinitely. They can’t live in Jamaica “because homophobia is rife on the island.” Besides, Whybrow wouldn’t want to give up his career as a sexually mutilated guy who cleans buses while dressed as a woman.
On a tip from Antara. Cross-posted at Moonbattery.
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