A gloomy man walked into a bar and slumped onto a stool. “Six double brandies,” he muttered to the bartender.
The bartender raised an eyebrow. “Rough day?”
The man sighed deeply. “You could say that. I just found out my father is gay.”
The next day, the same man returned, looking even more miserable. Again, he ordered six double brandies.
“Back so soon?” the bartender asked. “What happened this time?”
The man shook his head. “Just discovered my son is gay too.”
On the third day, the man stumbled in, completely broken. Without hesitation, he ordered another six double brandies.
The bartender, now concerned, leaned in. “Good grief, man… is there anyone in your family who likes women?”
The man took a long sip and mumbled, “Yeah… my wife.”
