While talking to my mother a few days ago, she confessed to me that she always thought, after giving birth to three boys, that one of them would turn out to be gay.
"Umm, you do realize you're talking to the one that isn't married. Or even dating anyone, for that matter."
"Well, I'm not saying that."
"But you were implying that."
"Not that I would love you any less..."
"Do you know something I don't?"
"No, I was just saying..."
So, there you have it. My mom subconsciously wants me to be homosexual. That might explain why she always tells me that she wanted to name me Fiona if I was a girl... Maybe I should become a girl, then.
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