So, we had dinner at the in-laws last night. An aunt came over to visit afterwards while we were still there. This is a very vocal aunt who tells it like it is.
I'm sitting at the table in conversation and out of the blue she asks "Are your nails frosted?"
My response "Why no, the are just tinted." Which they were.
"What, you like a girl?" she asks.
My terminator like decision matrix pops up some potential responses:
"Why yes."
"Not quite!"
"F U A$$H013"
"No, but I do bring metrosexualism to a whole new level."
I chose the last. The good news is I got a few laughs. The bad news is I am still closeted (to my wife's relief).