Note to Tranny Ramrods

 I can't believe that I have to say this again but apparently I do. WE DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU DO!! You could shack up with a half dozen Martians and we'd (most of us, anyway) be fine with it. We only ask for a couple things in return. a) Leave young kids alone and b) don't force us to accept your delusion as reality, 'cause it's not, not even close (I of course include here your weird bastardization of language). Simple enough?