Picture it. Vineland, NJ. Lunch </Sofia> -

Today at lunch I saw a gentleman and his wife. After paying their bill she asked him to hold her purse while she used the bathroom. He looked over at me and said he wasn’t going to hold her purse because he didn’t want anyone to think he was a “homo”.

I thought to myself “Even the Queer Eye “Fab 5″ couldn’t help you! Ain’t no one EVER gonna think you’re a homo. No amount of wax can help those eyebrows.”

Fun times in economically depressed NJ.