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if my son is gay
Reblogged from allmybrokenwords
- son: mom... i'm gay
- me: what was that?
- son: i'm... gay
- me: HA! KNEW IT!
- son: wh...what?
- husband: what's going on?
- me: OUR SON'S GAY!
- husband: oh god.
- son: wait, is that okay?
- husband: no, i mean yes, it's definitely okay, just, er... your mother...
- me: ARE YOU DATING ANYONE?
- son: i—
- me: YOU CAN DATE WHOMEVER YOU WANT
- son: that's great mom bu—
- me: I AM SO PROUD OF YOU
- husband: your mother has this thing about ga—
- me: I'M GOING TO BAKE YOU A CAKE
- son: mom that really isn—
- me: HAVE YOU EVER SEEN GLEE? HAVE I EVER SHOWN IT TO YOU?
- husband: shit
- me: WHAT ABOUT X-MEN?
- son: dad, what's going o—
- me: WE ARE GOING TO STAY UP LATE AND TALK ABOUT BOYS
- husband: walk away slowly son i'll try to handle your moth—
- me: YOU CAN HAVE AS MANY SLEEPOVERS AS YOU WANT WITH BOYS OR GIRLS AS LONG AS IF IT'S BOYS THEY'RE CUTE
- son: i'm scared
- husband: it's okay. i was worried that this was going to happen
- me: I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR SO LONG
