Maya Angelou once employed her legendary voice to say, "I don't believe the accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings. Gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at.” That's certainly the case with editor Andrew Belonsky and his older sister, Laura.

Those two shitheads used to fight more than Rosie and Donald Trump. And, to be honest, they still do, but that doesn't mean they haven't come to love one another. Well, most of the time.

The two Belonsky brats couldn't be more different: Andrew's cerebral, Laura's artsy. Laura loves Chocolate, Andrew can't stand it. Andrew's a big fucking flamer and Laura's got two lovely children: the product of an early - and since dissolved - hetero union.

The younger Belonsky, 25, recently headed to Santa Fe for a little family fun. While there, he invited Laura, 29, to have a recorded chat about his homosexuality, the possibility that her son, too, may be of the 'mo variety and why he can say "faggot" and she can't.

Also, The Belonsky matriarch sent us this picture of Andrew and Laura from their (very) short age of innocence. She informs us Laura pinched Andrew mere seconds after their late father snapped this shot. Andrew cried like a little girl. Laura, for her part, pretended not to know what happened.

Andrew Belonsky: So, when was the first time you knew I was gay?

Laura Belonsky Taylor: You were vacuuming in the big house –

AB: Because I loved to vacuum.

LBT: Yeah, you loved to “vacoom”. Jeff Osher used to make so much fun of you.

AB: That fucker! He was so mean to me!

LBT: That’s probably when I knew.

AB: When I was vacuuming?

LBT: We knew from an early age. I knew from an early age. I didn’t know what it was; I didn’t know that’s what it was called. I don’t like segregating it, but I knew something was different when you were very little. How old were you then, three or four?

AB: Oh – yeah – I must have been four.

LBT: Yeah, you were four or five.

AB: Do you remember this time – I think mom was out of town. It was when you were a teenage hellion –

LB: I was not, for the record, a hellion. I was…experimental.

AB: [Laughs] Right, that’s clever. Do you remember this time - mom was out of town and you had a friend over – Scott, I think his name was – and you called me a “faggot”?

LBT: I don’t really remember that, but I vaguely do.

AB: It was very upsetting, because well, first of all, obviously I didn’t know I was gay yet and didn’t know what a faggot was, so I was – well, I don’t know.

LBT: Well, I apologize. I don’t think I meant it like that.

AB: I think you did.

LBT: You do? I think you were walking in on us.

AB: I did walk on you, but that was a different night and I thought that was Matt… “Experimental”.

LBT: [Laughs] I was 16 or 17 – what can you expect? You can’t give a 16-year old much credit.

AB: You know I had my first cigarette with you.

LBT: Yeah, I know – on the downstairs back porch.

AB: Marlboro Red. And I drank half a Corona. I thought was I going to die! [Laughs] Do you ever think that [your son] Logan’s gay?

LBT: Yeah.

AB: I do, too. How do you feel about that?

LBT: I don’t care. His dad’s going to freak.

AB: Really?

LBT: I love you regardless. I don’t think about it because, I didn’t have to go out and be like, “I’m straight”. Although, I don’t feel like you ever said, “I’m gay!”

AB: I came out to mom. Did you ever hear that story?

LBT: No. I just knew. That’s the thing: we all knew.

AB: I wonder what dad would say.

LBT: I don’t think he’d be happy.

AB: What makes you say that?

LBT: He was just such a man’s man. He was scotch drinking, cigar smoking…

AB: I drink scotch.

LBT: So do I, but I don’t know… I think he would have been okay with it – in time. I just think that coming out to him… I think he probably always knew, too.

AB: Really?

LBT: I would assume. I knew and I was only four years old.

AB: I’d guess that growing up in South Africa, he never knew about gay people.

LBT: Gay people live in South Africa.

AB: Well, yes, I know. Gay people live everywhere. But, growing up in the 30’s – white, Jewish, apartheid...

LBT: I imagine it’s something that didn’t happen very often. I’m surprised you think that about Logan.

AB: Mom thinks it, too. I thought it from very early.

LBT: I think that’s why he has so many problems.

AB: I do, too. And it’s really sad, because being a little gay boy is hard. You don’t know what’s wrong with you. You think you’re a freak.

LBT: I think it’s good that you’re…you. He sees it and he sees that mom and I don’t care. It is what it is. As I said, I didn’t have to come out to the world.

AB: No, you did that when everyone walking in on you having sex. [Laughs] What do you think [your ex-husband] Matt’s going to say?

LBT: Matt and I have actually talked about it and I think that Matt will be okay with it, but I think it will be like dad would be: a little shocked. But Matt’s ignorant.

AB: Matt is ignorant.

LBT: I think Matt will be fine with it. Like I said, I think it already and I don’t care… As long as Logan grows up to be happy and he doesn’t feel like, “Oh my god, this is a bad thing”, then it doesn’t matter. We know [my daughter] Megan’s not.

AB: That’d be a fucking shock, although she could be a hot little lipstick lesbian later in life.

LBT: No way. I picked her up from a play date yesterday and there were seven or eight boys and they were all, “Bye Megan!!” and she was just like, “Whatever, I know you want some of this.” She’s got all the boys chasing after her!

AB: Floozy. Just like her mother.

LBT: I am not.

AB: You know who I think was gay, who killed himself? Uncle Peter.

LBT: Uncle Peter! Yes, I think so.

AB: And mom [does], too.

LBT: I don’t remember Uncle Peter enough, but I can totally see it.

AB: I see it in the pictures! Gay face! Sometimes you can just look at people and tell by their face and say, “Oh, he’s a faggot”.

LBT: Okay, wait! So why can you say it?

AB: Oh boy. This is a big debate.

LBT: And that goes for everybody. Why can a black person say “nigger”? Why can a gay person say “faggot”? But I’m a straight white woman and I can’t say any of that.

AB: It’s a total double standard and I can’t really explain it. It’s like a collective language.

LBT: It’s not fair.

AB: No, it’s definitely not fair… It’s a linguistic wall against the world. Protection.

LBT: That’s stupid, you’re just like everybody else. Why do you need protection? You are just like me. Who cares what goes on in your bedroom? But that’s the way I think about it.

AB: But at the same time, we don’t have equal rights. And that’s what we need “protection”. People are crazy.

LBT: Yeah, but when you do things like that, you segregate yourself even more. That’s how I feel. It’s like when black people say, “Oh, poor me, I’m black,” Okay, you are not black. You are a person. Don’t segregate yourself by saying that about yourself. When you say that, that’s how I feel. Do I go around, “Oh, I’m a white woman, poor me!”

AB: [Rolls eyes] Um… Well, you don’t go around saying “white lady”, but you do say “Poor me” a lot.

LBT: I’m a single mom and a pre-school teacher and a student –

AB: Alright, yeah, here we go.

LBT: I raise two children by myself.

AB: Well, yes, that’s tough.

LBT: You know, speaking of kids that are gay. We have some kids at school that are two and we know [they’re gay]! I’m like, “That kid’s gay”. He comes into the classroom, plays with Play-Doh for a minute, goes and takes of his shoes and puts on high heels, puts on his jewelry and walks around with his purse and his baby stroller.

AB: That’s hot. I used to dress up in your high heels and pretend to be Wonder Woman. I would walk around the balcony.

LBT: Remember when we used to jump off that?

AB: Remember when I got my head stuck between the poles? [Both laugh.] I think I blamed that on you.

LBT: I’m sure you did… I’m sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you a “faggot”. I feel bad.

AB: That’s okay. You were probably on drugs.

LBT: I probably was!