Pot and Booze.

This person managed to spell my name right, and correlate it with a marajauna cigerette. Then he went off the deep end and drew a martini. I can actually think of a reason for that, but, that would be discussing someting I already mentioned I wouldn't discuss. 

Seeing a pattern.

If you can't read it, this one says, "Joynt is a fag." I'm gay? That's a fairly 90s jab. Com'n, its the 21st century. Can't you call me an insidious member of the secular agenda, or an islamo-fascist. Or at least insinuate that I'm a pedophile like that last guy?

But, who doesn't love kids?

I'm gonna jump ahead, and just assume that this is not stating that I have great reverence for the children of our nation, and volunteer daily tutoring underprivileged students, and instead making a clear and concise, if libelous and false, point, that I am a pedophile. Though it is sort of vauge.

Nah uh!

Its hard to add to this one. I should be glad that whoever did this has enough reverence to my rank to include my title. Unless they were worried they'd offend another, more powerful Joynt.

But... but /what/!?

This person seems to have trouble constructing a proper sentence. I like it in the but? But what!? I'm on tenterhooks to see where this writer goes with this one.

No, /you're/ a gaylord!

According to this, I'm homosexual, and enjoy anal intercourse. Also, we employ a 7th grader.

I'm confused.

What's the point of this one? My name sounds like a term the describes a marajuana cigerette? I like to imagine that whoever wrote this was merely trying to associate the image with the word, and failing miserably. "What the hell is this called... L-2's name sounds like it... I know! A JAint!"

For clarification, L-2 is a callsign that I happen to use.