“Did you know my nephew is gay?" Jack asks.
"Congrats?" I reply awkwardly.
"I'm just letting you know that I'm not some right-wing nutjob, I understand gay culture. I'm plugged in."
"I've known you for like a decade and a half," I remind him. "You're very homophobic."
A flicker of panic surges across Jack's face.
"I'm fucking with you," I continue. "Or am I?"
"Wait, what?”
―
Chuck Tingle,
Bury Your Gays