Dennis Asiimwe
It has been ages since I did this, eh?
I think I probably wouldn’t have been able to drop something like this say, last year. I would have been cancelled in a heart beat.
Well, Donnie has changed a couple of things and the alphabet folks no longer run the world, so, here goes…
Four friends, who hadn’t seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a party. After several drinks, one of the men had to use the rest room. After he had left, those who remained started talking about their kids.
The first guy said, “My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and now he’s the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday.”
The second guy said, “Darn, that’s terrific! My son is also my pride and joy. He started working for a big airline, and then went to flight school to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, where he owns the majority of its assets. He’s so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday.
The third man said: “Well, that’s terrific! My son studied in the best universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion .”
The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned from the restroom and asked: “What the fuck are you guys yakking on about?”
One of the three, puffing out his chest, said in a slightly preening voice: “We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons. …What about your son?”
The fourth man replied: “ My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub.”
There was a wee bit of an awkward silence.
Then the three friends recovered, making shushing sympathetic noises : “What a shame…what a disappointment…chin up, old chap…tut tut.”
“No, I’m not ashamed, ‘’ the man with the gay son replied cheerfully. ‘’He’s my son and I love him. And he hasn’t done too badly either, the lucky bugger. His birthday was two weeks ago, and he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet and a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends!!’’
P.S: I wrote this a long time ago, and at the time of writing this, like every Ugandan, I firmly believed in the right for two (or more) consenting males to indulge in whatever sexual activity they felt obliged to indulge in, as long as it was done at least 300km from his presence.
That belief has not changed.
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