I realise you have a somewhat strained relationship with your Dad, Skald, but have you thought of just saying to him “No, Dad, I’m not Gay. I appreciate your concern for my spiritual well-being, though.”?
That would appear to avoid a lot of the drama from the situation… or at least one would think so.
That’s a lie, though, as long as Taye Diggs isn’t dead.
It occurs to me that I should point out that, as much as I appreciate the sentiment behind the advice (both jovial and serious), I don’t really need it. I’m way past the point of doing anything but nodding and doing math in my head when my father gives his opinions. He’d express similar concerns at the thought of me drinking an alcoholic beverage.
If you have extra tickets to the Lion King, I’d love to go and bring my 6 year-old with me. It’s a great show for 6 year-olds. 
One of my brothers thought I was kidding about my irrational loathing of all things Disney and bought tickets for me and my favorite nice for our shared birthday. (The three of us have birthdays within a week of one another.) I went to be polite, but I seem to recall that the show lasted, like, four years, and they had to strap my hands down to keep my from clawing out and off my own eyes and ears.
Actually it was very good, but I’m not going to admit that because of the aforementioned irrational hatred of Disney.
You should hang out with Ms. Attack sometime. She’s another big fan of Hiassen’s Team Rodent. Until they ate Pixar, we were pretty much a Disney Free Zone.
Or in drag. Assure him that you’re not gay but that you are a woman trapped in a man’s body. That should set his mind at ease.
I think they believe that prayer only works if you have enough faith. If you can’t be cured by prayer then it’s your fault, ye of little faith… :rolleyes:
My previous post is a little insensitive considering he doesn’t wasn’t to upset his Dad. Sorry about that Scald