You have to seriously question the sexuality of someone who at age 45 says to himself, "hey, I have a sudden urge to prance around on a stage with oil all over my body wearing nothing but a thong for an audience consisting mostly of cheering fags!"
I wonder if he thinks of God's view of that. That might seal his trip into the gates of hell. Can Joe compete with that on his conscious is the question?
You make a good point though, Goatboy. Whereas most people suffering from mid-life crises go out and buy a new car because they're concerned with their hair falling out, Ol' Joe finds himself waking up in a cold sweat after dreaming about penis and feels that he can quell his new-found questions regarding his sexuality by stepping on stage. If he isn't aroused, he might be straight. Sounds like a win/win situation for Joe.