Pinpointing the Exact Moment I Went Gay

In nature vs. nurture, nurture sure tried hard:


Me, 11 months old, March 1988.
Status: Clearly straight. You’re doin’ it right!



Me, 2 years old, May 1989
Status: Uh oh, whatever he’s holding doesn’t look good.


Me, 2 years old, also May 1989
Status: Oh no! We lost him!



Me, 3 years old, Christmas 1990 receiving what is a toy chainsaw. Clearly I am not happy.
Status: “I wonder if I can join The Village People with this chainsaw?”

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