Yesterday morning when the teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living.
All the typical answers came up; fireman, policeman, salesman, etc.
The teacher noticed that little Davey was being uncharacteristically
quiet and so she asked him about his father.
'My father's an exotic dancer in a gay bar and takes off all his clothes
in front of other men. Sometimes, if the offer's really good, he'll go
out to the alley with some guy and do it with him for money.'
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some coloring, and took little Davey aside to ask him, 'Is that really true about your father?'
'No,' said Davey, 'He plays for the Seahawks, but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids.