A conversation with a work colleague a few months ago, after I mentioned that my four-year-old son has a doll he sometimes plays with.
Them: "What? Why do you let him do that??!"
Me: "??????"
Them: "Well, aren't you worried me might grow up to be......... er....well...."
Me: "What, a Dad?"
I love it when people don't even dare using the right words.
"Stefan, that guy running around with the girls all teh time, acting flamboyant, wearing skin tight pink jeans, is he ... he, is he ... the other way? "
I mean ok, my parents grew up in different times, but they even have a lesbian couple among their friends, still would never use "lesbian" or "gay"