Gary was depressed. He told his psychiatrist because he thought he was gay.
"Why do you feel that way?"
"Because my father was gay."
"Being a poof is not hereditary." said the psychiatrist.
"My brother is gay."
"That still doesn't mean that you are."
"My Uncle Bruce is gay. And my cousin Jeffery is gay."
The psychiatrist gave a concerned look and frowned."Does anyone in your family have sexual contact with women?. he asked.
"Yes", said Gary "my sister does."
