#hunour

I was 8 years old and my mother brought me to the dining room, she sat down right across the table from me and she said: “You know your father and I love each other.” I said: “Yes, of course. You and dad love each other more than any two people could possibly love each other.” She said: “Well two men can love each other, in the exact same way. And what happens when two men love each other like that.” *nervous laughter* “Well, they take off all their clothes, and uuh, well they get in the bed, AND THEY SHIT ON THE BIBLE”