Broom closet humor

I thought of this on my way into my apartment. I think it'd be a good garnish for a bit on this particular janitor, but on its own, it's kinda stupid.

The gay janitor came out of the broom closet.

See? That's like a chef giving you a bit of parsley for dinner. Only I'm not a chef, unless you count the chef's hat I'm always wearing.

(food.)

You can tell that when I'm typing an away message that'll only be up for a short amount of time, my standards go way down.

I bet there have been all sorts of broom closet jokes throughout history. They've gone crossed roads, knock-knocked on doors, and yes, I bet gay janitors have come out of them before, too.