I want a sex change. There’s nothing quite like living a broad.
Openly gay boxers are always out and a bout.
I regretted my sex change after watching Trans formers.
If you cut Xmas desserts in half, you are probably bisect yule.
Do pirates get their Jollies by Rogering?
A nasty accident is causing a road detour at this weekend’s Pride Parade. So please, avert your gays.
I invest heavily in gender dysphoria products. Just following the trans.
Just because I kissed an Irishman doesn’t make me Gaelic.
This week’s hot lit pick: Maybe Dick by Her/Man Melville, with famous opening line “Call me shemale.”
The disorganized Pride parade planner had a bit of a wandering gays.