This Bus Will Be Calling At All Stops To Denial

(I’m a teenage girl, taking the bus home after a day out. On the way to a seat, I pass a woman and her son, who seems to be about my age.)

Woman: “How about that one?”

(The son buries his face in his hands and sighs.)

Son: “Still gay, Mum.”

(This happened with every teenage girl that got on. Wherever you are, gay boy, I hope you find a good boyfriend!)