Let’s Put This Issue To Bed

(My gay friend, Josh, is on his way over to my house.)

Dad: “You have company coming; make your bed!”

(I am being lazy. I fling my comforter on top of the bed, and decide that is good enough. I call out so Dad will hear me, and hopefully let me go back to watching TV.)

Me: “There, it’s been straightened… sort of.”

(Dad walks in.)

Dad: “Josh is straighter than that.”