Lying down on the psychiatrist's couch,
the young man said to the doctor, "I wanted to see you because I think
I am gay."
"Oh?" said the doctor. "And what makes
you think that?"
"Well, my grandfather was gay, and so was
my father."
"That doesn't mean you're gay," said the
psychiatrist. "We don't believe that homosexuality is hereditary."
"Maybe not, but my two brothers are also
gay."
"Really?" said the doctor, intrigued. "That's
right. And so are my two uncles and my cousin."
"That IS uncanny," said the psychiatrist,
his interest greatly piqued. "Tell me, isn't there anyone in your family
who has sex with women?"
"Yes, sir," the young man said. "My sister..."
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