My aunt's kitchen. The third of July. My friend Mark and I are standing at the counter. My uncle looks in our direction and says, "So, what're you doing for the Fourth, Sissy?"
As my uncle had never before been overtly homophobic, I was taken aback and left at a loss for words.
My aunt... his sister.... spoke up from where she was standing, right behind me: "We're just going to the parade is all."
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It's all true! I thought to myself "Christ, that George has a lot of damn nerve!" Lo and behold he was talking to his own Sissy!
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