That reminds me of a story.
The old ladies of my former church formed a little dinner club, and they used to go to a different ethnic restaurant every week. One of the restaurants they visited was a Lebanese eatery near the church.
They were sitting around together reminiscing one day, when one of the oldest ladies said, “We visited some nice restaurants, but the best time we had was at that lesbian place on Baum Boulevard.”
Even the pastor couldn’t stop laughing.
That reminds me of a story.
I was driving my daughters home from grade school when we passed by an orange VW van parked in someone's side yard with a for sale sign on it. They aren't too common a sight, and for my daughters the only other time they had seen one was in the movie Back to the Future. My older daughter said "Look! A lesbian terrorist vehicle!" We have called them that ever since.