Granddaughter Robin Claghorn admits that every year she puts off this goal in hopes that “grandma will kick it before I have to tell her I’m queer. But every year she gets stronger and I get gayer.”
“What more do these boomers want from me?” Seymour Tweeted. “I left my clacking fan in the car and even had their weird hot version of an iced coffee.”
“It’s not that we don’t love him,” said Luis Grossman, as he scooped Ocean Spray cranberry sauce out of a can. “He can just be a bit heavy in his loafers.”
“As an added bonus, the smell of the leather reminds me of his freshly polished work shoes!”
So your grandmother won’t stop praying for you to turn straight, no matter how many