The son, already thinking about the future, says to his father:
- Dad, when I grow up, I want to be a makeup artist.
Father says:
- You're not going to be a makeup artist, it's a gay profession.
For a month, the son then thinks a lot and says to his father:
- Dad, I want to be a hairdresser.
- No, son, this is a gay profession.
Six months later, he again says to his father:
- Dad, I decided that I want to be a dancer.
- No, son, this is a gay profession.
Moral: I'm 30 now, I'm gay and I don't know shit.