I was in. I was definitely in. Seated in a circle were the town's homosexuals, many of whom were prominent citizens. This went further than I had suspected. But I had pegged her as part of the plot.
Real women stay at home with their children.
I won't bore you with the details of the meeting, other than to say Councilman Bruce Thompson's Salmon Benedict was delish. Refurbish Oval Office. Move headquarters to Christopher Street. Get beauty rest to prevent wrinkles and gray hair caused by the stress of plotting for world domination. With this proof of an impending homosexual takeover, I stormed over to my friend Maggie's house and threw The Homosexual Agenda in her lap.