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| Dad, Trent and Bruce asked me if wanted to go the Gay Pride parade with them. | |
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| Goddam it! All of my sons are gay! Where the hell did things go wrong? Tell me, where!? | |
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| Don't you ever think about girls? Do you look at them like you'd want to kiss them? Do you? TELL ME DO YOU!!?? | |
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| Well...no Dad, not really. When I look at boys, I think how nice it would feel to... | |
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| STOP!!! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!! | |
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| Finally meet someone who knows how to pluck eyebrows. | |
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