A young woman decided to come out of the closet. Nervously, she decided to approach her mother and found her in the kitchen where she was stirring stew with a wooden spoon.

Gathering up courage, she decided to blurt it out. "Mom, I'm gay!"

The mither carried on stirring the stew without looking up. "You mean lesbian?"

"Uh, yeah."

Still the mother continues stirring. "Does that mean you lick women down below?"

"Well, er, yes."

The mother finally looked up from the pot and, waving the spoon at her daughter, said: "Then don't you ever complain about my cooking again!"