I once, long ago in college...knew a (horribly evil) girl who played the game “Gay or Christian?” with me in the lunchroom. I know, I know—I'm going to hell. Anyway, it was based on the stereotypical conceit that Christian men sometimes throw off “gay vibes.”
Why am I bringing this up? Just to let you know what a terrible person I am (possibly, but she was worse). No, I thought about this game the other day at work. See, there's this broker I deal with who calls the office a lot (try, nearly everyday). This dude is very nice, but sounded very feminine. In fact, for a while I thought I was talking to a woman who's parents had cruelly named her “Roger.”
Anyway, last week this guy showed up on our doorstep wanting to see some sample product. Of course I was alone (as is usual when something semi-important happens), so I had to lock up the office and wade with him in the mud and muck of our warehouse. As we hunted for what he wanted to see, he started talking to me about his kids. Then he started talking about his wife. When I our business was done, I met her. Not only was she a real-life woman...she was actually kinda hot. This guy wasn't driving no sissy car either (like me), he had this massive Ford pick-up truck.
I guess the point is, the guy really set me straight (pun intended). Now, one could argue that this fellow might still be gay, and that his excessively big truck and super-hot wife are some sort of cover...but I'm going with the second option, which is: you can't judge a book by it's cover (or voice).
As a side note, he was wearing a pretty big gold cross...