Two middle Tennessee yokels, Volmav and Obsessed, are sitting at their favorite bar drinking beer.
Mav turns to Obsessed and says, "You know, I'm tired of going through life without an education. Tomorrow I think I'll go to the community college and sign up for some classes." Obsessed thinks it's a good idea, and the two leave.
The next day Mav goes down to the college and meets the dean of admissions, who signs him up for the four basic classes: math, English, history, and logic. "Logic?" Mav says. "What's that?" The dean says, "I'll show you.
Do you own a weedeater?" "Yeah." "Then logically because you own a weedeater, I think that you would have a yard." "That's true, I do have a yard." "I'm not done," the dean says. "Because you have a yard, I think logically that you would have a house." "Yes, I do have a house." "And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a family." "I have a family." "I'm not done yet. Because you have a family, then logically you must have a wife." "Yes, I do have a wife." "And because you have a wife, then logically you must be a heterosexual." "I am a heterosexual. That's amazing; you were able to find out all of that because I have a weedeater?"
Excited to take the class now, Mav shakes the dean's hand and leaves to go meet Obsessed at the bar. He tells Obsessed about his classes, how he is signed up for math, English, history, and logic. "Logic?" Obsessed says, "What's that?"
Mav says, "I'll show you. Do you have a weedeater?"
"No."
"Then you're a homo."'