My cat is gay.
|Don't look at me.|
How do I know? Well, first of all, all his friends are girls.
Secondly, he LOVES Vera Bradley.
|Me love bag.|
And lastly, but just as important, he has sex with guys:
|Get it girl.|
And you know what? I'm okay with that. As my dad said, when we saw a handful of grown men standing in the Cape Cod Mall parking lot wearing leather chaps and chains: "Whatever. Different strokes for different folks."