A gay man, finally deciding he could no longer hide his sexuality from
his parents, went over to their house, and found his mother in the
kitchen cooking dinner. He sat down at the kitchen table, let out a big
sigh, and said, Mom, I have something to tell you, I'm gay.
His mother made no reply or gave any response, and the son was about to
repeat it to make sure she'd heard him, when she turned away from the
pot she was stirring and said calmly. 'You're gay, doesn't that mean you
have oral s*x with other men?'
The son said nervously, Uh, yeah, Mom, that's right.
His mother went back to stirring the pot, then suddenly whirled around
and WHACKED him over the head with her spoon and
said................'Don't you EVER complain about the taste of my
cooking again!!!

   

   

'Nother point for moms.

   

its such a mom thing to say

   

My wife has the following quote on her msn:
"My mother's menu consisted of two choices: Take it or leave it."

   

that's something my gay friend's mom would say