Vince didn’t know how to tell his parents he was gay. He was seventeen. He needed to be free. Yet he invited Kathleen from his class to the school dance. Then he invited her to the movies.
His parents were delighted. They really liked Kathleen.
Two years passed. Then Vince and Kathleen broke up. Vince blurted out to his parents that he was gay.
“We know, dear,” said Vince’s mother. “Just don’t parade your sexual preferences around like a veteran’s insignia. We heterosexuals don’t. Just be who you are and get on with it.”
Vince burst into tears.
“Yeah, that’s what we’d expect from a bloody namby-pamby limp-wristed powder-puff,” said his Dad.