— Are you telling me you're gay or something?
— Gay, straight, retarded...why do we have to put a label on everything?
— You don't have a girlfriend, then?
— Girlfriend? No, not really my area.
— Mm. Oh, right. Do you have a boyfriend?
— ...
— Which is fine, by the way.
— I know it's fine.
— So, you've got a boyfriend, then.
— No.
I hate the word homophobia. It's not a phobia. You are not scared. You are an asshole.
— He had sex with Mr. Garibaldi.
— Who's Mr. Garibaldi?
— Does it matter?!
I was very shocked when my son told me that his boyfriend was homosexual.
It is impossible to obtain a conviction for sodomy from an English jury. Half of them don't believe that it can physically be done, and the other half are doing it.
Love has no gender. Take whoever loves you. Whatever makes you happy. Who cares?
— But we ain't gay.
— Don't be so suburban. It's the new millennium. Gay, straight — it's all the same now. There are no more lines.
— There's a line, and on the side of it we ain't gay.
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