Marriage is like cherry cobbler. It might not be to everyone's liking, but everyone should be given the opportunity to have some.
Except there is no finite number of weddings that can occur, but there's only so much cobbler. So I guess my point is, every person despite their differences, should be allowed to wed and be recognized in the eyes of the law. But get your own cobbler, gays. This one's mine.
When I was younger, my cousin had a hamster that got pregnant (probably due to lack of responsible sex education in hamster high schools). I remember him telling me about her having the babies. I was very excited to see them. However, no one told him that you have to separate the baby hamsters from mama hamster. By the time I was able to go over to see them, she had proceeded to eat all of her little hamster children. So instead of seeing unthinkably adorable hamster babies, I saw a less than adorable bloody stump of what was left of the last one. I just couldn't fathom what would cause a parent to eat her own young. Until now...
Look at those cheeks. I just want to bite them. Don't worry. I'm not going to eat my child. No one is going to come over to see a Lil' Bit stump. I do have slightly more cognitive capacity than that of your everyday house hamster. I'm just saying that a part of me wants to eat her for being so cute. It's nature.