Little David was in his 5th grade class when the teacher asked the
children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came
up-fireman, policeman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, David was being
uncharacteristically quiet, so the teacher asked him about his father.
"My ! father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his
clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear.
Sometimes, if the offer's really good, he'll go home with some guy
and make love with him for money."
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the
other children to work on some exercises and took little David aside to
ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," said David, "he
works for John Kerry, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front
of the other kids."
children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came
up-fireman, policeman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, David was being
uncharacteristically quiet, so the teacher asked him about his father.
"My ! father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his
clothes in front of other men and they put money in his underwear.
Sometimes, if the offer's really good, he'll go home with some guy
and make love with him for money."
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the
other children to work on some exercises and took little David aside to
ask him, "Is that really true about your father?" "No," said David, "he
works for John Kerry, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front
of the other kids."
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